This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 6.2.2015 at 22:16



I thought I was 
good at memory. 
But, there are 
gaps, and gapes, 
that when filled, 
leave me smiling,
like a child. 

I thought I was good at memory. But, there are gaps, and gapes, that when filled, leave me smiling, like a child.
6.2.2015 at 22:16