In smiles lost along the way
there is sadness
of joy once known
almost remembered today

Shining brilliant in that moment
only then to fade
saved for a rainy day
moth eaten tatters to lament

Thread bare memories of a past
beyond patching
a twinge of regret
with nothing meant to last

Stoic Poetry


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