Nectar hidden in the memories
Of the pain provides the cure!
Nectar which was collected
With love and care for many years
In a jar of memory,
Has the sweetness of honey!
To grow sweet as it ages
And doesn’t spoil!
Even for years!
Memory may fade but
Sweetness doesn’t lose
It’s taste!
But it grows more sweet!
Poetry of a Bohemian 
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