Memories

Memories

Scattered seashells, shifting sands
beneath a child’s excited hands
ferns, thistles meadows rolling
happiness just keeps on flowing.

Barefoot step in cold dark clay
tumbling, rolling – new mown hay
carving names on large oak trees
lying, listening to honey bees.

Such are memories of times past
passing years have shadows cast
days, months, years go by
memories, moments in my mind’s eye.

Jpoet7 (#doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )

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