Poetica – Visiting the past


Visitors today,

friends not seen for many years,

faces marked by time.

 

We met in autumn days,

smitten with each other’s work,

two score years ago.

 

Now it's our autumn.

Memory's leaves, gold and crimson

as we stroll through them.

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