Remembering… #Poetry

 

 

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Do you remember when we were young?

The skies were always blue, even when it rained

We played, we grew strong

we made a life with children.

Sixty years later the light is fading

and my mind has wandered.

I sit alone and wonder if I remember

our life through rose coloured glasses?

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