Of myriad moments captured,
in a secret place preserved
Once a reminiscence of juncture,
where yesterdays can be heard
Now just remnant memories,
saved silently from the past
No single print of stories,
and all but none had last© Drew Dionisio
Of myriad moments captured,
in a secret place preserved
Once a reminiscence of juncture,
where yesterdays can be heard
Now just remnant memories,
saved silently from the past
No single print of stories,
and all but none had last© Drew Dionisio