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Muddled Memories

Muddled Memories

Betwixt my baffled, befuddled brain I pinch myself but yet again..

Muddled are my memories from yon yearnings of yesterdays mellow yellow reveries..

Those magical moments when I was small, before I talked and learned to crawl

Perhaps I lost them with a fall?

Yet gone but not forgotten from a vision in my mind 

If I close my eyes and think inner thoughts maybes I just might find?

Snippets told from tell tale stories that my siblings spoke in Jackanories..

Twisted, tongue-tied glorifications
cropped up within casual conversations..

Oh how I wish I could remember those photographs from that December..

Alas a minstrel mist has hazed my head and mazed those memoirs where I tread..

Woe is me so broken hearted

I shall leave no legacies from whence I started…

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Greg Etsell

wonderful poem 
i love the  photos for you 
 

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Jill Tait

Good morning Greg ❤️❤️❤️

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Jill Tait

Awww me too Baker its so priceless Thank you my poetic penfriend ❤️💕❤️

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