The
mind plays tricks
On mundane recollections from the past.
It bogs down in a swamp
Just when it's needed to run fast.
Fleetingly just out of reach,
It wants to be unmasked,
And when it's caught, it breathes a sigh
As it is shared at last.
Recollections told by friends,
Such sweet apparitions.
Calling up a smiling past,
A memory transmission.
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On mundane recollections from the past.
It bogs down in a swamp
Just when it's needed to run fast.
Fleetingly just out of reach,
It wants to be unmasked,
And when it's caught, it breathes a sigh
As it is shared at last.
Recollections told by friends,
Such sweet apparitions.
Calling up a smiling past,
A memory transmission.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
Amazon Author's Page: http://www.amazon.com/Dennis-S-Martin/e/B004SXY4LG/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1394055582&sr=1-2-ent
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