Another year
has come to an end
many a memory
many a scar
Life's journey
it took you far
moments it brought
some warm
some cold
at times the fight
even that
when now
you think back
is but
an incomplete
recollection
Bad sights
bright lights
All is forgotten
with time
just as
the changing weather
What remains
for somewhat
till the end
are your memories
But even that
overtime fades
as hours
become days
and the years
turn to decades
Then...
even memories
fail
the path
taken thus far
it forgets
Vague
becomes the trail
as the vagabond
in you
looks for a return
to the place
that once
was home.
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