Lucky are those who have ‘em <br />Happy are those who use ‘em <br />The problem is to save them <br />They are like a salve then, <br />When you got hurt, <br />By a person you care about <br />They are like a salve then <br />When you think that person <br />Doesn’t care about you anymore, <br />They are like a salve then <br />When you need it the most, <br />When you are lost and helpless. <br />So always try to be suave to them <br />‘Cause if you have some memories, <br />Assumed that they are good, <br />Then you will always be of good cheer <br />As soon as you remember <br />Those good instants you have in mind<br /><br />Kevin Deckert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-41/
