My Memory Poem by Bob Gibson
My Memory
Sometimes we are reminded, of memories of the past
I never purposely stored them there, or think that they would last!
I challenge now there validity, did it really happen that way?
Or has my mind altered them, to ease my guilt, persay!
As we travel that rocky road, that we all call memory lane
Do our brains rewrite events, just to ease our pain!
If it’s a happy story, does it make it happier still?
Are our smiles made bigger, to give us all a thrill!
Maybe its better this way, I feel good about myself!
Maybe it gave me the confidence, not to be left upon the shelf
Bad memories, do not lurk around, maybe only in my dreams
They're locked away securely but occasionally it seems
Sometimes I get depressed, those memories must germinate
Is there a vitamin I've eaten, that’s opened up a gate?
I stopped eating cheese! I think that’s done the trick
But I'm beggared I can't remember, or why I thought of it?
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4/26/2024 12:23:10 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Bob, this is really super! ! You have given this such an easy flow, and with so much imagery of our mind as it reflects back on memories... You know, it is true, we can recapture any given beautifull memory, but the bad ones seem to lurk in a corner of themselves, I am sure if we had to we do have the ablitiy to bring them out, however in order to protect our soul, we leave them be..... This is really a nice write, I enjoy your writtings, they are very nice and filled each with its own personality...... Bonnie