Poetry

Treasures

Her memory bled
into your pages
like a treasured mystery,
yet I never had the honor
of gracing them at all.

Β© Sarah Doughty

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23 thoughts on “Treasures”

  1. Oh there is so much truth in this. And the other truth is that you could have been a better memory on those pages. Those pages ( of all those people) are so often full of memories of the person who never really was.

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