Memories <br />are old photographs <br />faded and torn <br />burned into <br />the deep spaces of or minds <br /> <br />They are repressed occurances <br />stored deep in our souls <br />ocassionaly they escape <br />from our eyes <br />and roll down our redened cheecks <br /> <br />Memories <br />are glimpses of day gone bye <br />a snap shot of yesterday <br />a single slice of life <br />all rolled into one <br /> <br />They are flash backs <br />to a cherished moment in time <br />a blissful dose of preoccupation <br />to escape from <br />the worries of today <br /> <br />Memories <br />are a bittersweet reflection of the past <br />an ancient unforgtten relic <br />where hours and days <br />seem to stand still <br />forever <br /> <br />They are startling secrets <br />held close to our hearts <br />buried deep down inside <br />a vivid visual reminder <br />of what once was <br /> <br />Memories are.... <br />Memories once were... <br />Memories always will be... <br />a looking glass into our lives<br /><br />Nicole GravellPellerino<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-are/
