Memories
Memories written in my book of life
Some carve out everlasting joy and some everlasting sorrow
Each one is precious as it guides our tomorrow
Who can forget the first crush or sideways glance
The first steamy kiss or awkward dance
Who can forget the starry bridal night
Lovers caught up with each other in arms so tight
A mother’s musing, the baby she brought forth in this world
Its tiny fingers curled into hers
Who can forget the day we stood proud,
Holding our degrees, our head in the cloud.
Who can forget the first paycheck
The way we slowly climbed the career deck
A mother’s musing, the daughter now standing tall
And the time when she first caught her first fall
Who can forget the people who caused us pain and those who made us laugh
Those who taught us life’s lessons and to separate the wheat from the chaff
Who can forget loved ones laid to rest and children leaving their parents nest
A mother’s once beautiful now wrinkled face looks from the mirror
Speaking the silent story of our life’s beautiful memoir
Copyright © Venetia Crasta | Year Posted 2023
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