By Lorna Ye
Little clips of life flash
at the tip of my pen
like golden sands
bouncing with dancing feet
memories flow and unfurl
with an undulating melody
tinkling in a long-forgotten tune
words tinted with
a scent of yesterday
weave together hues
of pain and pleasure
on the path I’ve walked through
and blend in a warmth
of light and breath
for each moment relived
with a sparkling reflection
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