Photo courtesy Willow @ Magpie Tales

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Once smooth hands

tremble, pause, gently trace

silhouettes of yesterday.

Once sparkling eyes

strive to focus,

peer fondly

into the faded depths

of bygone days.

The sepia tones

try

fail to cloak, to hide.

The past

in mind’s eye

ageless, evergreen,

still alive. 

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