Some days I like to sit <br />and close my eyes <br />drifting a million miles away <br />to the land of memories. <br /> <br />Just sit alone as if at <br />some old movie theatre <br />and watch images of my past <br />as they play across the screen. <br /> <br />Just sit and stare at nowhere <br />within the eyes of my mind. <br />Remembering and remembering <br />all the places, I have been and seen. <br /> <br />To listen again to the ode of love <br />that whispered through the trees, <br />feeling the warm winds again <br />that caressed my cheeks. <br /> <br />Sit alone from the daily grind, <br />disappearing into the canyons of my mind <br />and drift across my past <br />into the land of memories.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/land-of-memories/
