Nothing beautiful is ever lost, it lives in <br />our minds for eternity, the first time so- <br />mething happens it is already only a <br />mental exercise, however real it <br />seems, thereafter it lives on in a <br />separate realm for evermore <br /> <br />I used to cry over beautiful things until <br />I discovered how to return to the place <br />in my mind where the memory shines <br />as reality – now I’m not afraid anymore, <br />I return to my favourite books and as <br />they relive again, so does every event <br /> <br />I love dreaming up a storm, taking the <br />vision which has the same validity as <br />experience with me - the reason why <br />I never read stories I don’t want a <br />role in, of course, it will take too <br />long to eradicate…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memory-shines/
