They are just memories
Not more than memories
Like a old song
Which no one
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What once was and can never quite be again is beautifully expressed in these elegiac lines. Your title is perfect for the content of your poem. Warm wishes, Sandra
Things that passed can never return quite the same. You've done a good job catching that on paper. You should spell check your work more carefully, there's a couple of grammatical errors. I'm a perfectionist though, so probably it's just me that even noticed them. Overall, very well done, keep writing, Emilie