Mind's Eye Poem by Shirley Harrison

Looking through the windows of my mind
I remember all my sorrow
and all of my joy

it's not always easy to open these windows
sometimes I need a reminder
to keep them well-greased
after all
memory is a true miracle
isn't it?
therefor well worth the maintenance

the imagery that I see inside
can be a powerful minefield
choosing to run away or face my fears
confronting my very own ghosts
and things that haunt me

opening my memoirs to moments of joy
that I wouldn't change for anything
closing to those
that I wish to forget forever

if I keep hope fresh
deep within my mind
oiled well,
I can achieve anything.