Memorys of J
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
In My Arms
I held you in my arms as we rocked in the mornings.
I remember the smells, I remember the sounds.
It was for a short time, each time, for a while.
It was so long ago though.
I close my eyes and there you are.
No, not really, just the memories.
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