The Missing Piece
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A memory that’s elusive
On the corners of my mind
I reach, but cannot touch it.
I seek, but cannot find
Is it coming from the future?
Or somewhere in the past?
I know I want to hold it
But the vision doesn’t last
For a swiftly fleeting moment
A calmness reigns supreme
Then it slips into the ether
Like an echo of a dream
I hope someday to capture it
And hold it in my soul
For I think it is the missing piece
I need to make me whole.
Copyright © Margaret Foster | Year Posted 2025
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