I peer into that photo and see
Somebody, I feel, should be familiar to me.
I gaze up at the fleecy clouds above;
The bouncy curves form a personage of love.
I shut my eyes to recuperate, and...
A picture of happy times appears bland.
I turn back in my diary pages and find
The name of an individual that races my mind.
I listen to the answering maching say, "Thanks,"
And I try to think, but my memory blanks.
I question myself and then realize who I forgot:
A certain someone I had vowed to skip not.
I slammed my fist against my knee;
How could I forget... ME?!
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