Corridors Of Our Memories Poem by David Harris
Corridors Of Our Memories
Down the corridors of our memories,
we stroll whenever we can,
finding snippets of our life left behind.
Loves that we wanted but lost,
heartaches that fell upon us
in those long ago days.
We stroll down the corridors
looking for things we forgot
finding little pockets
that we had forgotten about.
Little treasure that made our life full
now only a memory from a faraway hill
that we once climbed,
but will never climb again.
Faces flicker passed as if on some movie screen
of people from our past never to be seen again.
All of them deposited along
the corridors of our memories
where we like to stroll along
every now and then.
Well expressed David - - our memories are always important to any future growth as we can learn so much from the past...... good thoughts to dwell on - - thank you - - - 10 Fay
This is a favorite symbol of mine; also the Hall of learning is another one. Like the visualizations; looking for forgotten things, little pockets of stuff we lost at one time. I think things from the past are hallowed objects.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 12:19:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Excellent write David, we all have memories of shipes that pass in the night and those that come to stay for awhile. Regards Bob 10++