Joseph Anderson

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Stirring Up Memories - Poem by Joseph Anderson

A rustling breeze is stirring trees,
It hastens falling autumn leaves;
Here comes those stirring memories
That lets the past unfold.

I yearn for them, from time to time.
They come to me, as if in mime
And flow together, like a rhyme;
A treasure to behold.

I sort the pleasant from the sad;
Discard the doleful, keep the glad,
Aware that many I have had
Are from a different mold.

A pleasure can be had from this,
Much joy, contentment, even bliss;
I try, but seldom can resist-
These treasures to behold,
This comfort for the old.

Comments about Stirring Up Memories by Joseph Anderson

  • Ruby Honeytip (11/22/2012 7:16:00 AM)

    Wow...I love this.
    Fabulous rhythm!
    .......or cadence: -)
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  • (6/29/2012 12:03:00 AM)

    Memories are such a part of life. And the happy memories, the ones we’re pleased to summon, are what keep us going. Indeed, what a treasure they are. Well composed.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 14, 2010

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