Memories LauraJo


Your poems fade on paper brown
Your voice now a quieter sound.
The edges of your life are ragged
Echoing into mountain tops.  Jagged
Peaks fading into the mist.
Memories clouded with time.  I resist.
My cries whimper into the night…
Don’t forget!  Don’t forget!
Pat Engebrecht

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