Thursday, 25 October 2018

Who will I be?

Who will I be
when I no longer remember?
When memories
bidden and unbidden
no longer appear.

Black and white photos
slip away
on a river of yesterdays
out of reach
I cannot summon them back.

Who will I be
when I no longer remember?
Cloudy? Uncertain?
Confused? Free?

Black and white photos
slip away
on a river of yesterdays.

Do I let go of them
or they of me?

Who will I be
without them?

© 20 Oct 18

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