Some memories, from your mind, you wish you could erase;
Whilst, other memories, in your mind, you are happy to replay.
Of your life, some memories, you wish had never been a part;
Whilst others, which are dear to you, you hold close to your heart.
Over which memories I choose to keep, I wish I had some power:
The happy ones, I’d treasure and I’d erase the ones, which are sour.
In my diary, of the good times, I record every single detail,
But, to acknowledge the bad times, I’ll readily admit to fail.
There can be periods, in life, which you wish were just not there;
Their memories still cause distress and are just too hard to bear.
There are some memories, in your mind: those ones, long installed;
That bring nothing, but joy and smiles, the moment they’re recalled.
Our life’s memories are a mixture of the good and the bad;
Ones, which make us happy, and ones, which make us sad.
Throughout our lives, of memories, we have to live with a mix;
The good and bad mingle, and that’s something we cannot fix.
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