Untitled- XXXVII
04/04/2021
when first time are always so memorable, then
I find myself reminiscing...
...the very first time,
what?
if we make our first
also our last,
last
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Author:
SureshG (
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Each memory of the past may be the last of that time as we move on every moment creating new memories.
Andy
Good write M.
Splendid sir .. you are master of these little pearls of wisdom ...
more cerebral than both my hemispheres ........... 🙂
Neville
how, brilliantly and insightfully astute dear poet..
or maybe even - we simply: acknowledge
'that, because - there be a first
is not a factoid: guarantor
that, it may - also, be A last;
and thus - should be cherished, more so
at every - gifted, reoccurrence
than it be: dismissed
for its virtue, of reappearance...'
and this be true
for anything, in life
deemed good - or other!
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