Best Memories Ever
I saw today on
someone's Facebook wall
that they were making
the best memories ever
and while I understand the sentiment
I am unsure that it is a wise
statement to make.
What brings you joy today
may bring you misery
403 days from now
as in the excitement
and nervousness of a first kiss
contrasted with the
recollection of another kiss somewhere down the line
and coming with it
the realization that it was the last.
So, I think,
a wiser statement would be
I am making memories today.
After all a memory made
will always be a memory
unless, of course, it is forgotten.
Which begs the question.
Does a memory made
and then forgotten
even constitute a
memory at all?
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
