WingSpan Poetry Project



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Remember when we were little
all was happiness, playing and laughter?

Remember when I held you
and embraced that special moment?

It was ethereal and so present,
like there is no place and then you.

Remember our first hand
holding, kissing?

Ripening in my memories
so deep in my heart,

like the shining of the moon
in the sky

like the waves of the sea
the stillness in the air,

so vivid and so ethereal
like a remembrance in time.


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