EVERY NOW AND THEN (Ode For A Scrapbook)

Sometimes pages block the vistas
To the corners of the past,
And every now and then I feel
I turn the leaves too fast.

A look, a line, a lifelong bond
We try hard not to sever,
But every now and then I feel
I've lost a friend forever.

It's no small trick, but still somewhy
We seem to strive to capture
What every now and then I feel
Can conjure up lost laughter.

And in its way and shape and time
My time is not alone.
For every now and then, I feel,
Is something like my own.





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