Memories

Memories return.. Sleep not.. Awakened are nostalgic moments.. Slipping away to memory.. Existing with the precise action of remembrance Walking through.. Living through Feeling through.. Alive with a dash of bliss.. Never a memory dies.. Slipping away to a memory Sleep not.. Awakened.. Reborn is the memory.. At every moment you remember.. Born again.. And again.. Never a memory dies There is only rebirth..

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Vladislav Raven

Date: 8/26/2019 3:06:00 PM

Hi Robertina, this is such a wonderful write. Those memories can be so frightening and real when they come through a dream. Whatever the emotions, the dreams are real. Such a strong write my friend. A fave. Have a wonderful Monday. Hugs....Mike. XX

Heidi Sands

Date: 8/9/2019 2:27:00 PM

Well written. I know what very clear dreams are like and dreams with things from the past returning too. Have a nice day :)

Sunlite Wanter

Date: 8/2/2019 10:19:00 AM

Oh, Robertina, I do hope the good ones return! Nice poem.