Echo Of The Past

Cherished moments of you so dear Mother, the past it calls, echoing so throughout the years In photographs they recently appear The past so remote it feels as though another lifetime What now seems a dream, brings upon me bittersweet tears You were the security blanket much needed in my youth wrapped around a warm embrace that soothed night terrors, a child’s fears Emblematic are those things I keep bangles, earrings and castanets rife with meaning I hold deep conjuring times well spent Losing ourselves in thrift shops, the eclectic promenade or the iconic ice-skating rink, savoring all as I fall asleep As I think of you, I ponder still Memoirs better than a feel good pill!