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)