What Happens to Memories

What happens to the memories that we held in our arms

Do they disappear and go away

Vanished to a never place we will not visit

Ever again

What happens to those memories

Do they continue to visit us like phantom ghosts

Reminding us that this or that did happen

It is not our imagination but it was

What happens to memories that we held in our arms

Do they flee us and taunt us

For we can’t get them back

They are gone as real things

But they did ... they did happen

Once upon a time things were different

I will try and remind myself of that

And live in those memories once in awhile

I will enjoy them for they will always be mine

(Year 2007)