. Poetry from The Great In-Between: Memories

Sunday, October 8, 2023

Memories

 


Love

Doesn't greave


Even if it ends

In tears


As one leaves


Love

Doesn't greave


For once


Willingly

Received


It just hides

To come out at dusk


Called to play by

Our emotions



Voices and memories

Of ones


We once loved

With trust


So you see

Love

Doesn't greave

 

That's why 

Like a rare diamond


My memories of you

Will never turn to dust


(C)

Copyright John Duffy


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