From Whence to …
By GC SMITH
Born yesterday
this mooncalf, me
greets each day
as it will
be
No singular thing
bothers me
because
I have no
memory
I need not
know that past
is prologue
with no surprise
in store for me
I’m not encumbered
no, not me,
because, you see,
I simply have
no memory
Today is today
again to be
a fresh new
start
to delight me
Poetry, prose, and other stuff meant for the reader's enjoyment. Web page at: Click here. My novels are White Lightning, The Carbon Steel Caress, In Good Faith, and Mudbug Tales; A Novel in Flashes, wit' recipes. My poetry book is A Southern Boy's Meanderings. CLICKY My webpage:
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