Recreate Poem by Paul Reed

Recreate



He is just like me
Trying to recreate the days of happiness
We do it all of our lives
Rekindling golden memories

From an ancient rose
That my father saw
To a holiday trip
That time foresaw

All part of a pattern
A kind of maze
All of us trying
To recreate those days.

Friday, August 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
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