Old Friends
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You dig deep,
flip through snapshots of memories
to find me.
I’m here,
cut from the same dough
as people you know now.
I’m in their eyes,
their laughter,
their gestures.
You will see me
when the windblown blossoms
detach from their stems.
I’ll be replaced by new blooms
of a more vibrant pink
than I can ever be to you.
So stop searching for me,
as the scented breeze
has taken me too far
to return to our past lives.
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- The Way Cats Wake Up to a Passion of Birds – A Poetry Reading
- Thank You God, I’m Leaving Here – Writing Memories
- Sister Teacups – Inspiration
Jackie Chou
Jackie Chou has published two collections of poetry, "The Sorceress" and "Finding My Heart in Love and Loss."
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