When I Think Back Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken
When I Think Back
Soft echoes of laughter in a room
now quiet,
footsteps fading down familiar streets.
The way the sun dipped behind the trees,
spilling gold across the evening sky.
Hands that once reached for mine,
voices that filled the air like a song.
Moments that seemed endless,
now held in the hush of memory.
Not lost, not gone-
just resting in the past,
waiting to be remembered.
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