Making Memories
Memories, some are good some are bad.
Some make us happy, others make us sad.
Memories are just feelings we’ve endured through our time.
They’re our peaks and our valleys we’ve all had to climb.
They are lessons we’ve learned as we’ve walked thru this land.
Like maybe your first kiss or when you first held their hand.
Tomorrow is not a memory, not one we can make.
Now yesterday is a memory, which road did you take?
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