Today - unkept, rambling post
Yet I see playrooms of childhood ghost
Innocence, pure happiness almost ...
Yet I see playrooms of childhood ghost
Innocence, pure happiness almost ...
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I thought about the past as well, it is nice to have our memories,
ReplyDeleteReminds me of a song...called "used to be my playground"...beautiful memories...:-)
ReplyDeleteDear Bill and Carrie,
ReplyDeleteI am so happy to see both of you here. I was late into both the Magpie and MFM this week.
Cheers!
Thank goodness our memories always remain with us. Well done my friend. :)
ReplyDeleteDear Thom,
ReplyDeleteWhere will will be without a past? Thank you and have a great weekend...
I liked this very much...a wistfulness about it
ReplyDeletewith a sudden turn
I love when a poem gives me a chill of deepness
love it
Dear Suz,
ReplyDeleteI always love your comments so. Your first ever comments on my first Sara's story really spurred me on.
Here again, thank you for sharing...