Old memories never die
They lie dormant in our hearts
lurking till the moment comes
when suddenly they emerge
Time can change, the world can
become such a transit and computerized
world, a touch of a finger and its done
But memories remain the way we once
left them, not to be duplicated or even
re enacted
Our wealth may be taken, our posessions
may weather a bad storm and blow in the wind
But no one can take our memories
Dancing in the wind with old 45's in our mind
we can feel, smell, and taste the malt shop
where we all hung out, we can hear the songs'
of yesterday, and remember the words, a tear
will form, yes, and sometimes maybe two
Engulfed in our own bliss, the realization
comes to view, but we know, we can come
back tomorrow, as well as many tomorrows
to come, and still reach in our hearts for
the same golden songs that kept our memory
alive with vivid scenes of our innocence.......
Bonnie Collins
Our wealth may be taken, our posessions may weather a bad storm and blow in the wind But no one can take our memories So true! So nicely said...
This is so touchingly beautiful Bonnie. Memories are precious moments of reflectiion on times or years gone by. In sharing the vivid mental images of your memories, you gave freedom to mine. :) Thank you so very much for sharing.
A lovely piece of days gone by, that are treasured. Thanks for sharing your memories. Craig.
10.. I'm drawn into those same old songs and you have dressed and posed so many memories to my attention... you have marched them to my attention.. and captured that which was lurking in my heart..
A beautiful poem this Bonnie about your 'Memories' they do not come better than this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh Bonnie! This is so beautiful. You brought me back to my childhood and things I haven't thought about for many years came to mind so vivdly. Thank you for that gift.: o) Bj