Treasure Island

Michael Gelb

(10/8/40 / NYC-USA)

My Memories


My Memories

I was thinking of buying a new house
So I’m here with my son and his spouse

Sitting outback looking up to the sky
Hoping to see something go bye

Wishing for a sign to see
Something from my wife to me

To move into an empty and cold house
I would leave behind memories of my spouse

I don’t want to leave those memories behind
More memories in the house then in my mind

When my kids were small
They would play and mark up a wall

I see memories on every wall
Where my wife painted over marks from a ball

A memory in every room
Some good some with a little gloom

It’s something that will always be
Even the gloom is a memory to me

Submitted: Monday, October 24, 2011
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