Sometimes to recall childhood days are lost with what life takes away,
A bicycle of color sits for years until its age is seen through cobwebs so clear.
A shed or a box of stored away and at times forgotten treasures are again a thought,
Going back to a place where once we stood on sidewalks of ghosts, friends we knew.
Trees grow taller, houses rest where inside we once knew those with faces and names,
Hills where we wandered have disappeared with this changing world.
Nothing seems to stay the same, faces fade, children we knew all go away,
There are those times when i can just stand there and somewhere in the wind,
When the night is quiet, there’s a fragrance in the air, that feeling of that yesterday.
Like a cloud or veil as the seasons change and we all go our separate ways,
Thoughts change, some memory’s drift with passing winds.
Rust from time, if so blessed then may we all play the memories
In our minds for just a little while longer.
Keith Garrett
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Wow you’re very talented! Thank you so much for dropping by wePoets! It’s much appreciated! We would love to showcase your work should you ever want to share it. 🙂
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You’re very welcome our pleasure, (sorry about the gravatar and different blog name, I have two sites and WP is doing silly things this morning, not switching gravatars)
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Memories you want to hold in your closed eyes a bit longer..are memories of past years ..when you were a wanderer..
This is heart-wrenchingly beautiful, Very well done sir!
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Love this. So serene and yet heartfelt. You are so talented!
Memories of childhood days are nostalgic!
Perfect
Thanks for reading
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