all the old reasons are gone
faded like old photographs
a distant memoir
of what once was
we make new memories
I have little keepsakes,
ticket stubs and such
tokens, that mean so much
each remind me
of how we got here
to this place in our lives
where happiness
is all I know
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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