Keeping OnA Poem by Grace
A treasure held within my hand
Brings flashbacks to and fro. Reflecting on what once had been To when I let them go. This muse stays and will not hide! I cannot always hold This inner pain that won’t subside; That makes me bitter cold. © 2015 GraceReviews
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