The Current Of Memory Poem by Bryan Taplits

The Current Of Memory



As I age down time's stream, old memories flow
Each leads me to a bank I recognize and know
And when I view, as time blinks, with its flirting grave toe
I mistakenly seize one more wisdom of woe.
Yet, I will dive into these memories in that time I have left-
To advance and to dip-so I never let go.

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