Memories Still Cherished Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Exercises in futility open our minds to other avenues
of thought that lie within our reach if we only think
outside the box.

Gathering ideas, placing them in depths of intellect
wherein lies all possibilities that have been waylaid
through the years by procrastinating.

Avoiding mirrored images of details saved and treasured
in a photographic memory since the moment of conception,
memories still cherished whenever thinking of our pasts.

At times causing us to want to relive them, even though
we know interiorly that it would be an impossibility of
being.

Perhaps earlier, if more had been done to attain those
dreams of imagination things would have turned out much
differently.