What happens when some memories are gone,
and in your life you just moved on.
Maybe something happened back then,
and you just don’t want to remember it again.
What happens to the memories you had,
when you locked them away for a tad.
They’re not really gone for good,
like I thought they would.
Some of my memories came back to life,
but they now don’t cut me like a knife.
Now the good memories forgotten by mistake,
are beginning to awake
So now as I stumble across a photograph or a song of long ago times
The memories in my mind begin to chime.
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What a facinating blog. I’ve bookmarked it and added your feed to my RSS Reader
This is a lovely poem…particularly poignant for me at this time of year.
‘Some of my memories came back to life,
but they now don’t cut me like a knife.
Now the good memories forgotten by mistake,
are beginning to awake’
I look forward to the day when that happens for me…tomorrow marks five years since a dear friend left this world, and I’m still haunted by some of the detail, even though we never knew one another properly…came to know one another online, and never had the chance to meet.
Anyway, I look forward to reading more of your poetry- are you by any chance participating in National Blog Posting Month?
Best wishes,
Casey B