Memories Come Pouring

Like a flood, memories come pouring through
Hurdling images into my mind eye
Of seeing the thing I loved before my eyes.
Makes me think of a time in youth
I was once them out there doing
The sport I loved and enjoyed.
Now I can look at them and say
I was once out there too not so long ago.

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