Listening to echoes of yesterday, wondering how they've sur-
vived all these years, stepping through passages of time,
taking pleasure in the little things in life.
A smile, laugh, joke, enjoying it all with mirth hiding deeply
within, always touching the very innermost of our beings with
silence.
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On the echoes of yesterday today finds his way into the future Beautiful poem RoseAnn Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken