In the realm of memories, where time doth dwell,
A tapestry woven, stories to tell.
Whispers of laughter and tears that were shed,
Moments etched deep in the chambers of my head.
Through the mists of yore, I wander and roam,
Seeking solace in fragments of a bygone home.
The scent of roses, a touch so tender,
Reminders of love that will forever render.
Oh, memories sweet, like honeyed wine,
They dance and linger in this heart of mine.
Though years may pass and seasons may change,
These cherished moments shall never estrange
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Poetry collection
Poesíacollection of some of my original poems dark, deep, joy filled, sorrowful and so on hope you enjoy.
