So earlier I posted how I was feeling frustrated with my own memory and feeling frustrated with others because I can't remember properly...
Here is a poem on memories. Keep in mind though that it's been awhile since I've written a poem. I'm a bit rusty on technique. Hope you like it!

“Mine”

July 23, 2011

I think often of the days gone past
Deep in my memory where I know they will last.
I want so bad for them all to be true,
So sit here quietly as I walk you through…

I lift up my face to the suns golden rays.
My memories, they will always stay.
With a light happy step and a big wide smile,
Let’s sit, let’s talk for a long, long while.

My memories are wonderful of days gone past.
Lets sit as I share them with you at last
Just know that these memories that are floating on by,
Are those that I have come to know in time.

Some may say that they are of false meaning,
But that’s just them, now please listen to me.
My memories are mine, however wrong they may be
My memories are mine, no matter how other’s see.