The morning arrives just in time
As does the memories sublime
Mornings again sings the lifetime
Memories hammer home, wartime
It’s really bad reliving my youth
Over and over again, the truth
Memories reborn needs no sleuth
Inflating the birth pains of losing Ruth
© 2012 Michael Yost 3/1
The Think Tank Thursday #86-Rebirth
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A lovely write, and I enjoyed the rhyme.
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Thanks Karen.
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Very moving.
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Thanks!
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Sad.
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Thanks for commenting. Yes it’s but it’s just a poem.
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Oh, so sad.
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Yes.
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I agree it is sad and so well done!
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Thanks Ella.
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Moving.
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Thanks.
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Glad you liked it.
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o my!! that was touching, such sadness!!! I enjoyed the rhymes 🙂 Thanks boo!
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They just keep coming up. smiles…
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very well said, the sadness come across your your verses beautiful.
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Thanks Chimnese
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