Old Memories, New Beginnings
Though the days may be long and the nights cold
And I travel alone weary and worn
I will not dwell on those memories old
But bask in the light of a new day born
My soul are waters that shall ever flow
Amid currents that run silent and deep
Towards a future, the course I've yet to know
Still, those old memories are mine to keep
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2024
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