Memories Made

Muscles ache,
Sore and stiff,
And I am utterly drained.

But that cannot
At all compare
With the memories we have made.

Heroic feats
And tender sights,
My heart is swelled with pride.

We’ve done so much,
It’s been so fun,
And I’ve adored the ride.

If you liked today’s poem, there’s more where it came from! Check out Tuesday Daydreams and A Song for All Seasons for more of my poetic ramblings. Happy April!

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