Memory Lane, by Teddy Kimathi
Sometimes I stare at the road, and wonder why it’s taking all that time to return you back to my arms. We’ve walked on it for days, as we talk about school, graduation and family. It definitely knows I really long to see you back, with your summer smile and sunset flirts. The only things of note I’ve seen it bringing back are memories of my old, kindergarten bicycle, my grandma’s abacus, and silent space.
8/8/2020 06:44:12 am
Time to make new memories along that road.
19/9/2020 10:52:51 am
I strongly agree, Mary.
8/8/2020 06:00:03 pm
Memories that last are those of old.
19/9/2020 10:54:14 am
True, Phyllis. Good and bad memories all come at once often times.
14/8/2020 03:09:48 am
Summer smile and sunset flirts; what a lovely phrase.
19/9/2020 10:55:13 am
Thank you, Sue. I added a poetic twist.
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