On Memory

Peanuts in their shells, asleep
For the next harvest so to keep
And in the fall after the tending
Bountiful harvest is intended.

So it is that memories lie uncovered
Until one, suddenly discovered
Reveals the past and perhaps the future
Of each, as with age we mature.

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by Sidi J. Mahtrow

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