My memories

These enduring memories Keep tripping me up you see Of all those times I remember Each kept alive from a flickering ember They past through my memory In a parade that I clearly see And I know you are there With a smile and a wave I declare It’s always like it was The way I like it because It’s the only way it can be You so young not ageing I see To return to those days again Such a treat I don’t need to pretend I’ll file it away again carefully So I’ll have it to savour so easily. © Paul Warren Poetry