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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