Ageing

Standard

 

When I left

My dreams behind

I never forgot

To pick them up

Just couldn’t hold

Them all together

And they slipped

One by one

Through fingers thin

They dropped

But were not lost

To longing

Time does not

Forget

The wanted

Lives forever

In the world of

Possibility

 

©K Barr

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