Hi there! Didn’t expect me,
did you…?
It was ajar -- the door to memory,
and I slipped through,
leaving a few strands of fur behind,
just for a glimpse of you,
hoping you might offer
me a smile or two…
What’s that you say?
Where was I yesterday, and
Why today? Because that wonderland
Called childhood, before it fades away,
Is best remembered now, today,
Than at tomorrow’s delay…
Tatul Sonentz 2016
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