Memories

memories Today my mind wanders back to the past To my first memory and to my last. Much of my childhood I do not know Where are the memories, where did they go? I can see my brother and my dad, I see my mom and it makes me sad. I sit here with my mind filled with thoughts, And my stomach gets all tide up in knots. The memories I have are both happy and sad, Some make me laugh and some make me mad. But are they memories or just stories I have heard, Has my brain just remembered them word for word? They all seem real, like they might have been, And I get this feeling deep within. I may never know if my memories are real, But I will always know how moments like this feel.. Written by Nancy stoy Sept 20, 2014