Weird Memories Come Unbidden
Weird memories flit into my mind unbidden
Some lost a long time ago, truly well-hidden.
No rhyme or reason, no obvious time.
Some things funny, other things almost a crime.
Because my mind is crazed with these memories hard
Is probably why I decided to break down and be a bard.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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