Memories are made of things
that happen every day,
moments as we live them
things we do or say.
Little bits and pieces of laughter,
mixed tears,
paragraphs and pages
written through the years.
The carefree days of childhood
the growing pains of youth,
a few illusions shattered
in the endless search for truth.
Yes, memories of happiness
each one a different kind,
each one a separate chapter
that is printed on the mind.
We cannot erase the sadness or
edit the tears,
we cannot undo the wrongs we’ve done
we cannot relive the years.
But: since memories keep building
each day can be the start,
of making new and happy ones
to store within the heart.
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