Memories
Each day will expire.
The sun will rise and set,
The midnight hour cross
A starless sky, and yet,
The stories will remain,
Embedded in the past,
Awaiting to be told,
Through memories which last.
Each day will expire.
The sun will rise and set,
The midnight hour cross
A starless sky, and yet,
The stories will remain,
Embedded in the past,
Awaiting to be told,
Through memories which last.
I love this Stephen. Thank you.
Thank you, Pardonable Eternity
Thank you, John C and John B, and thanks to Nigel, Brenda and Jimakos for the likes.
Beautiful poem, Stephen. 😊
Memories and mysteries.
Many thanks to both of you, Julie and Stephen, and to Holden and Rudyard for liking the poem.
A change of pace from some of my recent postings.
Beautifully succinct!
Love this. Thank you
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Stephen Gospage
Sun 3rd Apr 2022 17:01
Thank you so much, Rasa.