History

 Innocence
 I could not find
 but beneath the folds
 there are memories
 of where it all began
  
 how far I’ve come?
 how far yet to go?
 where am I? 
 where did I want to be?
has the journey been worth it?
  
 an enlightened self speaks
 let buried ghosts lie
 where I live today is real…
 history books are what
 then I did not like….
  
 pages rewritten
 so many times
 altered images
 fragrance redefined
 I can’t find it again
  
 I’ll let it go… years ago
 I left it behind 

Sunday Writing Prompt “Lost and Found”