Sunday, October 18, 2020

Memories

 

Tears may dry as it flows out,

Live without a trace.

Never last without a doubt.

 

Like a smile it worn out,

If fades without a trace.

Easy to fake but never sprout.

 

Like a laugh it will halt,

Fade away without a trace.

Feel like laugh is at fault.

 

Yet one thing will never halt,

Keep and restore lots of trace.

That last forever in assault.

 

Memories is a lifetime,

That keeps with so much trace.

That last forever in time.

 

Never fade in a lifetime,

Engrave deep to trace.

Live forever in prime.

 

Jr.

 

 

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