seasons change
but that familiar zephyr
yesteryear memories
seasons change
but that familiar zephyr
yesteryear memories
you could never
compensate
for the loss
of my parents
for that love
was a different kind
life’s calling
is nothing but the acquisition
of memories
lying in the dappled shade
summer breeze caressing my face
lost in bygone memories
when age knocks
my mind goes back in time
reliving glorious memories
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those clouds beckon me
away from the maddening crowds
into a fairytale world beyond
http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.it/2016/01/carpe-diem-special-194-trip-along.html
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https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/childhood-revisited/
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