I try to remember
I cannot really
So many times of my life
Traces
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have passed all; there is only souvenir album on the table; page after page the remembrance of the past; none in this room just your memory o beloved past!
Memories! ! ! ! With the traces of the past. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Wonderful poem on trying to remember our past and how it gets mishaped in our memories.