Going Back Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Going Back
Memories flowing, rushing into my mind without reserve.
Strengthening the ties that bind me with the past,
giving me back my family for moments at a time.
Exercising quietly in corners of imagination, quoting
whatever I see in depths of subconsciousness beneath me.
Taking everything in stride as I wade waist-high into
visions capturing my attention, and taking me back to
the good old days of youth.
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