Poetry

Daily Prompt: Archaic

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Sometimes I know I’ve seen better days and I’ve felt better on better days.

Every bit of energy I got left inside of me is trying to hold on for there is still so much left for me to do that I just can’t be discarded right now.

But, in the eyes of some I have been discarded and thrown out with the rest of their memories.

And only when someone reminds them or mentions me do they remember who I am or who I was to them.

Old and tired  here I stand looking around as the world goes by and new things replace me and yet here I am to remind you of the good old days and what those days meant to you.

 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

Daily Prompt: Archaic