#Memories… #Poetry

 

 

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Memories

Children’s empty playground

Swings, roundabouts

Shiny metal slide to hot to slide down

Do I dare go inside?

Swing awhile, remembering

Old summer days when we had

all the time in the world before us

My long-lost school friends

Are they there beside me?

Do I see the empty swing moving?

Or is it my own vibration

that moves, ghosts remembered…

©anitadawes 2020

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