Memories
Memories are a stepping stone
as we journey through the past.
A mixture of emotions
a sleep walk through the dark.
Each memory tells a story
in your mind you can relive.
Some memories long forgotten
some are precious gifts.
Walk slowly embrace each moment
treasure every single day.
And as those years roll on by
Praying our memories never fade.
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