ADDICTED TO MEMORIES

Way back when I can not recall,

it happened just like that.

Yesterday came and gone.

Had me singing the same love song.

To a love I once knew & out grew.

Years beyond the size of my shoe.

Always on the move like the gypsy

grandma once knew.

Many days of boredom brings on my

addiction.  Minor thoughts. Major

thoughts of living life in.

All my memories that I can remember

is a true blessing to remember far 

back as I need to remember.