We have miles of road behind us
Complete with hills and bends
That calls us back every so often
To relive what happened then.
But we mustn't dwell on memories
For there are more to come
There's a road ahead to be molded
And it is far from done.
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My Collection of Shorter Poetry
PoetryThese are my shorter poems (10 lines or less). My poems are very near and dear to my heart- yes, some are strange, but they write themselves. Any way, here goes...
