along with the bad memories
"The room is sealed, airplane mode engaged,
No one else present, just me and my regrets engaged.
Playing cards, sipping wine, trying to unwind,
But my mind replays memories, a relentless rewind.
"The room is sealed, airplane mode engaged,
No one else present, just me and my regrets engaged.
Playing cards, sipping wine, trying to unwind,
But my mind replays memories, a relentless rewind.
Ana Marquez Brown “Those Brown Eyes”
~2020~
When i first saw you it was like,
Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-wormingin pajamas fresh from the washer each morning,
I hog a whole house on Boston's "hardly passionate Marlborough Street,"where even the manscavenging filth in the back alley trash cans,has two chi...
O spirit of the mountain that speaks to us to-night,
Your voice is sad, yet still recalls past visions of delight,
When 'mid the grand old Laurentides, old when the earth was new,
With flying feet we followed the moose and caribou
Oft I remember those I have
In other days, to whom my heart was
As by a magnet, and who are not dead,
But absent, and their memories
I go back,
Though sometimes it’s filled with pain,
I go back,
’Cos nothing will be the same,’
Eat, sleep, study and play,
This was my childhood.
We lived in a cozy room, blooming with spring all the time.
Time favoured ,shifted to a mansion.