Past – A Sonnet The Past can be a crate of memories Put it on ice to preserve them for long It’s a record of your many journeys You made countless moves, some right and some wrong. …
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Forget Me Not
I remember, I used to remember Memories play tricks on my aging mind I make plans for April in December Still forget if there’s no one to remind. My lengthy to-do list I cannot find Now I write with…