Sweet Memories

When we get older, we start to lose our memories as the years melt away. I contemplated this.

The days grow long without you here
All that's left are sweet memories in my mind
Though it pains me, I am old and they gradually disappear
And dance away on the winds of time

In winter's chill, it's hazy and less bright
I search my mind for any trace that remains
Hoping to come across a shred of lost memories through the night
To find a single smile with you again

Sometimes.. though weary, I make good!
Sweet memories dance through my mind so gracefully
Scenes I haven't witnessed in years
appear playfully
Then, vanish much more quickly than they should.

Farewell sweet memories, I won't cling
Briefly you were mine to behold
Now set free to take wing
Though gone, by God's grace I smile; consoled

Reviews

[#writer]

Good. Um, wait...
Sorry, what I meant was that I get this poem. Really heartfelt and understandable. Sadly, I'm not old yet, so I don't know what it's like to lose memories:)
However, I do know that memories are precious, and I think you did a great job in capturing the essence of the word memory. Keep writing!

[Alicia-Veracity]

This is quite beautiful. I really appreciated reading this. Thank you!