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Creeping Up

David Palethorpe

They crept up on me today

In the words of a song

I didn’t see them coming

A memory forgotten –

For so very long

I find as I get older

Memories come back to me

A haunting from the past

A part of my history

They come when watching

Films of old

Or from old photographs

They come from phrases people use

Creaking through my memories

Voices and ghosts I cannot see

Which meant so much to me

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