Quartet of remembrance

Look at the wrinkling fruit on the counter in the basket.

I wonder if I should pick it up.

I think I remember when it looked appetizing.

Maybe it will get eaten.

I see you running in the school ground.

When did you get so tall my love?

It feels like I have forgotten when you grew.

I don’t want you to leave.

Our old apartment seemed so small.

When did we bring all this into our house?

I can’t seem to throw these things away.

Perhaps when we move.

Look at the peeling paint on the steps.

I wonder if we should repaint them.

I think we should choose a different colour.

Maybe we should do this next year.

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