Memories are stored deep in the mind,
Some resurface out of the blue,
And others are left far behind.
We remember moments,
Good and bad,
Days of youth,
Happy and sad.
A song brings back memories,
Of a time and a place,
Soulful reminders,
That make our hearts race.
The mind is a wonderful thing,
It stores our inner thoughts,
Like a still mountain spring,
Our minds lead us and show us the way,
Guiding us everyday.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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