In the echo of days that have drifted away, normalcy's comfort seems distant, astray.
Once, we danced to the rhythm of routines, now we navigate spaces in fragmented scenes.
The laughter that tumbled like leaves in the air, now whispers of memories linger with care.
The simple connections, the hugs shared so tight, now shadows of moments that once felt so bright.
Yet within this nostalgia, there's hope to be found, In the cracks of the past, new joys can abound.
We grow and we change, and though some things are lost, the future holds promise, let's embrace what it costs.
So share with me now, what do you miss most?
Is it faces, or places, or a comforting host?
Together we'll weave through this tapestry spun, and find solace in stories and the warmth of the sun.
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Penny for a Poem
PoetryI just write what I see in others or feel, leave your thoughts. If you have any feelings you'd like me to write out lemme know
