Memories - My Hallowed Ground Poem by Paul Warren

Memories still spill forth from me
When I remember how it used to be
The laughter with family and friends
Good times that never seemed to end

Feel again what it was like to really smile
Close your eyes and live again for a while
The fellowship whilst we all gathered around
Now to me is my life's hallowed ground

It doesn't have to be worth a gold piece
The touch of a hand or contentment feast
Is the gold gathered for the big truths
No regrets, no wanting it different or being aloof!

© Paul Warren Poetry