Innocence
I could not find
but beneath the folds
there are memories
of where it all began
how far I’ve come?
how far yet to go?
where am I?
where did I want to be?
has the journey been worth it?
an enlightened self speaks
let buried ghosts lie
where I live today is real…
history books are what
then I did not like….
pages rewritten
so many times
altered images
fragrance redefined
I can’t find it again
I’ll let it go… years ago
I left it behind
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/11/17/sunday-writing-prompt-lost-and-found/
