Shawn L. Bird

Some prompt poetry today:

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I remember

yellow days,

sun bright on daffodil hills,

air stained with smokey forest pyres,

golden nights.

I remember

empty room,

first promise you failed,

fear.

I remember

twinkling eyes

hope

belief in forever.

I remember

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Prompts from my 123 prompts for Writers & Poets book, a yellow day, a moment that scarred you, someone you value.