Past
Past
Oh, I vaguely remember the past
Because my memory fails to last
Long enough for me to cast
My thoughts upon a vast
Park that lies up the stairs so fast
With greenery that was unsurpassed
Where we as children had a blast
In types of fun that have long passed
Into a period of time that is miscast
By a society that is mostly gassed
The Header picture.
An acrylic on canvas painting of a park near my childhood home.
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