Snapshot

Snapshot 
by Joan Moos

I've a snapshot in my mind
of a place so long ago . 
a cornfield in the west 
where I watched the tall corn grow.

The aroma filters in
 as I feel myself transported
 to a time back in my history
 where my memories are courted.

I can feel it all around me, 
but I know not from where
 this memory began, but
 right now, I know I'm there.
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