Another Movie Of The Past Poem by Donal Mahoney

Another Movie Of The Past



Memories never go away.
They're visitors from yesterday
arriving unannounced

often to a mixed reception.
Faces aren't clear but
we know who they are.

We don't remember every name
but it's enough to see the faces
and remember how we felt.

They hide and then come back
to show another movie of the past.
We were young and knew so little.

Sunday, February 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: emotion,past
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