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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