Sad that drugs all too often do erase memories that we can never regain. Like wisps of smoke they just float about in front of our eyes as we grope to remember.
It's nice to recapture those memories, Ed, but essential
to make the most of today. Great photo, Ed; it could be
any number of us who grew up on the shore. -gene.
Aw, Ed! Some people wish they didn't remember their childhoods! This piece resonates as you use few words for each line. Brings out the emotions more. It's called IMPACT, and you write it! Thank you for sharing...
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Great pic - and the write is delivered with exceptional mastery!!
Best Always,
Lance
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to make the most of today. Great photo, Ed; it could be
any number of us who grew up on the shore. -gene.
There is a sadness, here in these powerful lines - well done. :(
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
In Spirit,
Bear