What We Remember

We all remember different things
From childhood or the past
For there’s no way to know which ones
Will fade or which will last.

How incidents affect us
Is entirely unique.
What one might fondly summon
Someone else might greet with pique.

Comparing notes may help but still,
A recollection viewed
Through backward-seeing glasses
Might be reasonably skewed.

One benefit to memory
Is what our brains reveal,
No matter if it’s accurate,
Will be, for us, quite real.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Johnson Avatar
September 11, 2020 at 7:01 PM
We try to recreate in truth. And not just be thought as uncouth. As we recall times in our youth. And to be honest, I believe. I've told it the best that I conceive. And how we revel in the tale. Just hoping that we do not fail.
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August 27, 2020 at 9:49 PM
You are quite the psychologist, ilene! This is all so true. Ever start telling a story about the past then have parents or siblings chime in, "that's not the way it happened at all!" Selective memory, I guess. Nice write.
Wolf Avatar
August 27, 2020 at 7:13 PM
Each one our 'reels' is real! ~ T.C. (Total Recall)
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