Nicole GravellPellerino

Rookie - 82 Points (04/09/1986 / Buffalo, Ny)

Time Line - Poem by Nicole GravellPellerino

Flicking through the pages,
still images paint portraits in my head,
and poetic words bring back forgotten memories
They lay on mottled paper;
I stare in wonder of what once was,
there lay memories,
of lost love,
Found friends,
And a loving family
digging up questions never answered,
where are they now,
What are they doing,
do they even remember my face,
Or even my name?
Or am I just some ancient relic
In the museum of their minds,
one thing's for certain,
my memories of all that was or is, are here,
in the time line of life.


Comments about Time Line by Nicole GravellPellerino

  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (3/19/2014 5:39:00 PM)

    Or am I just some ancient relic, in the museum of their minds? This line is brilliant! Great piece! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 19, 2014


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