The Great Gift Of Memory Poem by Francis Duggan

Old memories in me does remain evergreen
Of places i have been to and beauty i have seen
Of people i have known and may not meet again
And only mental images of what was are mine to retain

The sweet scent of meadow hay in sunny July
The dark swallows chasing flying insects in the sky
The soft droning buzzing of the nectar gathering bees
Taking nectar from the field flowers and blossoming bushes and trees

The best years in life to the forever gone
But the good memories of what has been in us live on
Of the praises of memory i feel happy to sing
Those who have lost such a wonderful gift have lost almost everything

Thanks be to for the great gift of memory is all i can say
It carries me back to places far away
The memories of what was are with me today
And for as long as i live hope such a gift with me will stay.