Reflection

So many years, alas, have come and gone
For memories to come easily. They
Seem so distant, so long ago. Each dawn
Takes the past further and further away.

I close my eyes, a lazy river drifts
Through sky-high trees and sweet refrains and friends,
Reflects a time when nights were little gifts,
A vast circular dream that never ends.

It makes me wonder…was it meant to be?
Can my memories all be residue
Of long, strange trips? I wonder, did I see?
Did I hear? Did I taste? What did I do?

Where I was once is not where I am now.
And getting here? I’m not sure why or how.


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