In My Memories

In my memories… In my memories, I am lost. How do I remember who to trust? What else is there? But storm; Hot and cold, never warm. How can I find it when it is gone? Spring was brief, gone with dawn. How do I remember such and such? Pain in my body, much too much Which is better, wine or vine? Grapes are the soul of what becomes wine. Where am I going to take a walk? No one is there with whom to talk. Looking for a way to find supreme, One day, I’ll wake up, and it’s all a dream. Haloo 10/10/15 For Mom