Memories
Such delicate wisps
Dull and grey with age;
Do you remember?
I remember
My first best friend,
Just the two of us
Rollicking in the green expanse
Of rolling hills
As each blade of grass
Bends and waves
In the golden sunlight;
Such grace and poise,
Ease and contentment.
Do you remember?
I remember
Romping through the snow
Shrieking with laughter
As I received
A fistful of snow to the head
The feeling of joy
Well up in my lungs
And spill out,
Such euphoria and ecstasy,
Long-forgotten delight.
Do you remember?
Yes,
I remember
Clinging onto these
Bittersweet memories
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