Remembrance

By Lynn White

Don’t be sad.
I remember that
once you were golden.
Now the gold has darkened to sepia
but sometimes still the light shines through
in flashes of the old gold
when you remember.
Don’t be sad.
I still remember
the gold
and nothing lasts for ever
not even memories.

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“I write to let the words escape.” – the writer