Selective Memories

Selective Memory Yesterday's memories made new again. never let me forget I hold onto pieces of my life in my mind- The day that I forget, is the day that I have nothing left. Who selects these memory samples? The smile, the one dimple the pinch-able cheeks.Chin with cleft.. To love you was so simple.Love reasoned out in tantrums and pouts-- Pull the plug Old water down the drain new rain in water spouts- transferred hugs-on memory lane. I hold onto those pieces of my life,fresh new dresses twirling -twirling,hair curling, curling - falling tresses of festive locks. I invested in no bad stock. We dance in our memories with great ambition- every move precision - Who made this decision? Not aware of why these memories were chosen by the selector to re-main. I hold onto pieces of my life in my mind- The day that I forget, is the day that I have nothing left.