NaPoWriMo Day 6 (Remove filter)
My Souvenirs
My memories are souvenirs,
collected over many years;
some good, some bad, some sadly lost,
and some that came with such a cost;
a lifetime’s worth of hopes and fears.
Old love affairs ending in tears,
like heartbreak tales by balladeers;
the highs and lows that have criss-crossed
my souvenirs.
Yet in my dreams a voice appears
that sings like music to my ear...
Saturday 6th April 2019 4:06 pm
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