Today my mind wanders back to the past
To my first memory and to my last.
Much of my childhood I do not know
Where are the memories, where did they go?
I can see my brother and my dad,
I see my mom and it makes me sad.
I sit here with my mind filled with thoughts,
And my stomach gets all tide up in knots.
The memories I have are both happy and sad,
Some make me laugh and some make me mad.
But are they memories or just stories I have heard,
Has my brain just remembered them word for word?
They all seem real, like they might have been,
And I get this feeling deep within.
I may never know if my memories are real,
But I will always know how moments like this feel..
Sept 20, 2014