Tell me about the memories
I have forgotten about...
Tell me about the laughter
That my smiles had missed...
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While youth is spent on hope, old age dwells in remembrance. Lovely portrayal of life at old age with its joys and happiness. Thanks for sharing Richard.
This one goes to myfavourites, Richard. There are a few ways to read this verse. One suggests aging. Another has death escaping, running, evading....Each reading leaves a distinct impression. A great work, Richard.
It's always an honour to be on your favourites list. Thank you so much, M.J.