We Both Had Dreams
By
Bruce Clifford
I have a memory of us.
Why did it end with such a fuss?
A memory of you and I.
A memory of a happy time.
We both had dreams.
No limits or extremes.
Not sure what any of this means.
We both had dreams.
I have a memory of a time.
We never knew what we would find.
A memory of the two of us.
Why did it end with such a fuss?
©5/10/2024 Bruce Clifford
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