Recollections
emotive memories
lost moments – we live
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I remember when I was young
when we were children
playing – the things we did!
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School times, hard times
love times
it all comes back
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Does the sap rise?
here the lump in my throat
there the ache in my heart
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The Summer of .. . . ..’
that cold, cold winter
my first car, what a peach
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Memories skip and dance
whimper, pall and fade
live, warm and energise
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I’m thinking of you
the things we did
Wow!
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And you know its fun
to remember
even sorrow has its end
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Shaft of reason
hand of compassion
moment of understanding
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We grope to experience
the plight of others
the memories they carry
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We fear the night dreams they know
the sad tales they could tell
we whimper at their loss
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The terror of darkness
and agony that surrounds us
we stand aghast
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Can we lift, nurture?
then be done and do it!
more often we listen
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And we, as the tale is told wonder
till confronted by the past
we long for the future.
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6 responses to ““UNTITLED FROM 1986” by edenbray.”
Wow, this is really good. O.O
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Wonderful! I love it 🖤
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Brilliant and beautiful!!✨
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Excellent, I really enjoyed this one Lucy! good job
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Glad you enjoyed, but all the credit goes to Edenbray. 🙂
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Ha! My bad, I’ll give it a go then 🙋🏻♂️
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