Dusted MemoriesA Poem by ashleydawn
The bedside lamp
flickers dim Illuminating each dusted memory that glasses a frame of forgotten times A weekly routine of chores seems to have skipped over this particular for a few weeks the absences builds.
© 2011 ashleydawn |
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Added on June 28, 2011 Last Updated on June 28, 2011 |