Longing For Former Days Of Green
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Last night, things appeared eerie and surreal in the dark.
Now our bright childhoods are scattered across the grass.
Green shoots of longing permeate Rossmere Park.
Today's light brings vivid images of times past.
It still lingers by the pond; where we used to play:
When innocence had not been tainted by life's trials.
Day- Glo colours of swings and roundabouts remain.
The fresh scent of spring flowers stays with us a while.
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