Memories Poem by DAVID werts

Memories go through my head
memories that end up dead,

memories of you
memories that are true,

memories of things gone and passed
memories of things that never last,

memories of family memories of a kiss
its all thos memories that i miss,

memories of good and bad times
memories that take us out of our minds,

memories is all I have left in my strife
if i loose my memories might as well end my life