As memories accumulate,
Life itself becomes a shadow
Yesterday's blurred images
Appear, but they quiver,
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The title is superb and the entire poem is masterfully and brilliantly penned. Bravo, dear Ma’am Sandra......10++❤️
But, we live and realize That life is only, Time borrowed, Bitter sweetness that arrives Time that flows, creating shadows That our lives are not our own. Philosophy of life pictured in poetic terms. thank u dear poetess. tony
Charismatic poetess, excellent poem.It's as simple as that