Memory-
A sweet moment of forever,
In the palm of my hand.
A delicious breath of eternity,
Flows down my arm.
Forever young in my mind,
Mingled in the present,
Alive in the past,
Ancient in the present.
Monument to fears of old,
A collection of faded joy,
Album of expired sorrows,
A gallery of emotions,
Lost in yesterday.
Aspen Duscha is a coffee-loving poet who in addition to gathering books loves to gather words and discover the world around them.
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