
Every now
And then,
Gentle reminders
Linger in the smallest of
Everyday things,
Stirring an extra heartbeat.
Sometimes
Our perception of
Actual time is
Rendered askew –
Intertwining yesterdays and tomorrows,
New memories and old
Gathered like strands of a basket
Especially evocative poem today. I like the image of the last line.
Thanks. (smile)