Forgotten Things

I have forgotten
things elusive
tightly held
by my tiny hands —

paper dolls
with dainty dresses,
angel food cupcakes
frillless
on fluted white paper,
sticky lemon drops 
melting  
through my little fingers —

I have forgotten
things elusive
closely held
by my childhood heart —

scrawny pencil squiggles
of Cinderella stories,
poems of sun and moon,
jasmine and gardenia
and the fragrant rain —

I have forgotten
things
I have not really
lost.

D. G. Vachal (c) 2022

6 thoughts on “Forgotten Things”

  1. Your poetry has always been wonderful. It is good to see you back. I had not forgotten you in the missing years. πŸ€—πŸ‘πŸ™β˜€οΈπŸ’•βœ¨

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