Book of Memories

by Angela   Mar 23, 2006


Thoughts of laughter and good times,
Countered with those full of sorrow,
They are pasted carelessly within me.

Times when you stared at the moon,
Others seeping with hope,
And some with dreams of what could be.

I will never forget any of them,
Those times when you were desperate,
And others when you just needed a friend.

Sometimes including pain,
Or completely different,
Like when you got your first kiss.

Though they dwell in different places,
They are part of me,
All of them,
My memories.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Brittany

    It's nice how you showed all the little pieces and how memories kind of buld a person. It's really neat.