Lost and found
I found a memory hiding in the shadows
I coaxed it out to see what it contained
A moment past and long forgotten
When we used to laugh without refrain
I'll put it back now, save it for another time
When the road becomes too steep
and my spirit needs some help to climb.
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2011-08-22 at 04:38
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