My Library Poem by Phil Soar

My Library



I blink, and something passes by so speedily,
I stare, and burn a scene into my memory,
I store it somewhere safe among the imagery,
Recalling it at will, from my own library.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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