Memory.
You close your eyes
And you’re transported back.
A face you haven’t seen
In you can’t remember how long.
A moment so clear
You almost believe you’re there.
Memory.
You reach back.
Searching.
Seeking.
You find it too slippery to grab.
Memory.
As elusive as it is comforting.
©2019 Tiffany Higgins
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