Forgotten people that time has misplaced
Where have they gone without a trace
Friends I’d see most everyday
Now alas have gone away
Lost in time that once has been
Or was it just another dream
Strangers come to say hello
But all of them I do not know
For who are they and who am I
Why am I here if not to fly
Am I a bird that needs its wings
Or a gently breeze that needs to sing
You ask my name though I don’t know
But I still have that inner glow
That says I am alive.
PTT
A poem about lost memories…
Thought to Ponder – “The hardest thing about the road not taken is that you never know where it might have led.” – Lisa Wingate
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