Memories

It’s not the big things, 

The medium things, 

Or even the important things. 
They are the smell,

You come across.

The random little acts,

From a long time ago. 
Memories are the simple things,

Like tucking in your longjohns, 

And thinking about skiing,

All those years ago.

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