Sunday, April 17, 2022

Memory

 Memory unvanquished, ever victorious

 Each minute in remembrance glorious

Missed ever is that presence gregarious

Organic like birdies nesting victorious

Rise again away from all in the past dross

Yet again together in a new way never gross!

Pratima@ Lives end, but memories never die

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