Poetry Day Three
A Memory- A Poem by Me
Not just a memory
but several
many memories all intertwined
making them hard to recall.
Searching through my old photos
trying to find one
to write about.
But my fondest memories
are the most recent ones.
New friends and a few old ones too
endless conversations and learning each other
take-out pizza and car karaoke
farmers markets and lots of coffee.
I never want them to end.
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