Water on the road one day
A mirror on the wall
Bring to mind reflections
Of things I left behind.
Countries seen, houses changed
People known, then I moved away …
Pastimes I thought I’d always do,
Now just things I left behind.
Happy smiles, and joyous laugh,
Lonely tears for things now past
Emotions and some longing too
For things I left behind.
And then there was you
Your loving heart and promises …
But you too were gone, you moved on
More things I left behind.
A baby cried seeing the light
Oh so very long ago
He came bravely into the world
Now a part of things I left behind.
The past is gone, and won’t return
Yet memories remain to keep me company
They’re not reality, only wisps of thought
Just things I left behind.
seems melancholy. but memories are transportable. and we can always call upon them to soothe us.
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Yes, a bit melancholy perhaps…but memories can be a comfort too.
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reflections of life, in the end, all we will have are memories, if only we remembered it, great poem
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Ah yes, the important thing is to remember!
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once written twice remembered
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true…very true!
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Lovely I’m drawn to memories being wisps of thought x
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🙂
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