Each one of us has memories
We keep them locked inside...

A boy is born
his journey begun...

Before me lies a book in silver and gold
The title leaps into my mind, whirling as a...

Within my mind lies a special place
Reserved for thoughts from my heart...

Deep within the recess of my mind
Dwell the recollections of times gone by...

Her hair is white
Her back is bowed...

Your face flashes before me
And I awake without you...

Here I sit
With pen in hand...

Marks laid down silently,
One letter at a time...

One night awoken
By her touch so soft...

How long must we remember
Mistakes made in the past...

Black and white, brown and yellow
Is this how we see the other fellow...