REMEMBRANCE written by Leanne Neill at



written by: Leanne Neill



They’ll float
out to her again
one day,
from those books
as otherwise;
secret wisps
tucked inside.

Sun will bounce
off strands
of silver,
and she’ll laugh
that back then,
she thought
she was old.

Tears will slide
as she wonders
if you still do,
and who
you write
those words
for now…

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