Memories

As I walk through the door,
nothing but childhood memories hit the floor,
calling me back to where I once stood,
happy and understood.

As I am waiting for reality to hit,
something in me made a slight click.
I am happy with the reality I am in,
even knowing things will never be the same,
as they have been.

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CaitlinFletcher

I like the rhyme scheme you used and the message behind the words. I give it 3 stars :)

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