Monday, January 29, 2024

Ghosts of the past

 


This used to be a happy place

A place of joy and peace

Years gone by

Age takes it's toll

On happy places like these 


But so is the clock of time

Moving forward 

Never behind 

Ghosts of the past linger here

Giving forth a silent cheer

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