The Edge of Memories
I look below me perplexed
at what appears to be puzzle pieces
instant moments captured on each
they seem to be all out of order
some blurred by times passage
crystal clarity in others
the edges on some seem familiar
as the centers become a blur
an imagine I can't quite catch
those pieces hold vignettes
pieces of my life I once knew well
now some seem illusive
as life keeps unfolding moving on
when did memories I knew well
play hide and seek just out of reach
redmoonsong
Jan 2012
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By redmoonsong
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