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Poem #39: Memories

Story by bhscorch1313 on SoFurry

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#40 of Poetry

A sonnet about the importance of memories. I've always wanted to write a sonnet. This one is Shakespearean style.

Memories

These thoughts might leave I fear,

I hope to never lose;

Thoughts held so dear,

Memories are not whom, but whose.

The truth I will discover,

Always hope to see;

Never I intend to smother,

Honest and devout I'll be.

They become foggy over time,

I wish I had them twice;

To lose them is a crime,

Punishment of losing will suffice.

Their importance is well-known;

Now all my Memories have grown.

~bhscorch

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