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 Papazian
2016
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