The past
is pressed flowers
discovered
between pages
...
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so true, and the past is also all the moments, happyness, laughter, good moments, to hold and feel the smile they put in our soul. Keep on dreaming the secret dreams and share them... loved your poem
I like the simple but poignant thought, written in simple, easy-to-understand words, and taken from your own life, authentic. 'Brevity is the soul of wit' and brevity often makes for a more potent poem. Thanks.