Memories

Fall is the season of memories,

For old possibilities resurface,

On these grounds of renewing,

Homages to the people we used to be,

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Whether it is by being together,

Or just remembering each other,

Nostalgia starts to sink in,

Of things we used to do as kids,

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Trick-or-treating innocently,

Laughter from all sides,

Going from door to door,

Acquiring confectionery until dark,

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Carving pumpkins decorating,

Lighting candles in our homes,

Excitement leaving us sleepless,

Painting our faces for show,

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Do you remember,

Who which now pretends to be,

Someone shaped by society,

For this time of year,

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We should cease make belief,

Embrace our pasts for a little while,

For nothing is to shame,

Love engraved in those souvenirs.

By Anonymous Poet

I try to write poetry

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