The Memories
Where can I put the memories?
Some safe place, secure from mind's escape
protected well and capable of random reshapes.
With age it seems, they slip away
unclear and cloudy with each new day.
Never thought I'd even one forget
but the years fade with sincere regret.
More simply mind holds feelings of the heart
emotions, sensations that never part.
Just yesterday or last week or last month
I sifted thru the albums in the old trunk.
Names failed me but not the faces
familiar they were in unknown places.
Tears and laughter quickly rise
between memories of all my tries
To remember is but a dream
shrouded by life's recurring themes.
A friend, a love, a family
all remains but a memory.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2016
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