23 March 2009

August 16th 1999

The humid amber tone

accented by the touch

of the forest light

captures the picture perfect memory

of summer

and a child’s passion for mischief

so weak are the times

and fleeting the moments

when memories are made

like the tick of the last second

on my old silver watch

one must remember this

when the quest is begun

so the purpose is not lost

we all must find ourselves sometime

I prefer to find myself

in a happier place…


RyanDavid Burningham

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