The Memories On My Sleeve

I found another memory today

I wiped it on my sleeve

The memory when you said goodbye

The day you decided to leave

The memories I have are starting to fade

And some, I've kept for years

But slowly I'm begining to let them go

Each time that I wipe my tears

I never knew that memories were tears

Or is it the other way around?

I know that your memory keeps coming back

In every tear that I've found

A teardrop can hold the good times and bad

Just memories that didn't last

I know when I feel a tear on my cheek

That one more memory has passed

I found another memory today

But this time I didn't cry

I remember telling you, "Don't come back"

The day that you told me goodbye

Reviews

[Emerald Seas]

Good and bad memories can bring a flood of tears. Either way you read this, it is an excellent poem.

[Wendy Seames Garner]

Love your poem, but for me I would change it from saying goodbye, to when you were taken away.