Liv Mealone



If indeed memory lanes exist
And I take you down to mine, don't resist
My memory lanes are lined with violets
The bluest of them are songs in my heart
Where you have made your home and never left.

Turn a corner and you'd catch a glimpse of us
Walking hand in hand, joy shining in our eyes
You'd throw a glance at me and my heart would skip
A little glance from you lets me know I am loved.

Stop at the sign and you'd see the two of us
Sitting atop a hill dreaming as the sun sets
My head on your shoulders, your hands on mine
Loving one another even in silence.

Come with me, let us take a walk down memory lane
Let our hearts remember, let not our memories wane
Who knows, maybe tomorrow, a new day will dawn
Where you and I are one, and our love shall be ours again.

(Oh my love
How can I forget the sweetest memories of my life?
I travelled a lot hoping to leave them all behind,
only to find out that wherever I am,
my love for you will never leave me,
because you have that special place inside of me,
that always remind me how indeed I was happy back then
when the word LOVE crossed our way.
Sorry, that fairy tale remained a mere book
that never became a reality.)

Topic(s) of this poem: memories

Poem Submitted: Friday, August 3, 2018

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Comments about Memories by Liv Mealone

  • Bernard F. AsuncionBernard F. Asuncion (8/4/2018 12:18:00 AM)

    Liv, such a well penned lovely poem...10++++

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    LIV MEALONELIV MEALONE(8/4/2018 5:25:00 PM)

    Thank you... I haven't been here in a while.

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