On a trip down memory lane
Stumbled into my past of pain
Looked for the words that stained the walls
And the homemade faces Aunt Rose made for dolls
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Your poem gives a powerful message- choose what to remember. The last two lines are my favorite.
Sublimating pain in managing memories is never easy but you have created a worthy poem showing the inner struggle need not reflect only the worst features of recollection. Well written. Rgds, Ivan