by optimisticmeathlone, Westmeath, Ireland
May 2022 232 Views 0 comments
Memories
Memories are all we leave, of who we are, what we did believe.
Memories our loved ones hold, maybe, fanciful thoughts that were never told.
Wandering, thinking, seeing the light, knowing what is wrong,
and what is right.
Finding yourself before you go, to leave MEMORIES they can sow.
Memories our loved ones hold, maybe, fanciful thoughts that were never told.
Wandering, thinking, seeing the light, knowing what is wrong,
and what is right.
Finding yourself before you go, to leave MEMORIES they can sow.
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Posted: May 2022
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