Memories Made, Memories to Make

Oh, the memories made

And the memories to make

The times to look back on

And the times to look forward to

There have been black days

There have been white days

There will be many days

As time is like a rolling stone

Down the cosmic mountain

Even after we die

There will be memories

Sweet tender reminiscences

Of our fragile interconnected grace

And horrible dark reminders

Of the tattered corruption

That is the human soul

We will be remembered

In the minds of many or few

By someone, at least

Eventually, however

We may very well be forgotten

But the roar of many

Like lions- will shout out our names

And truly we will live on

Today, I look back

On the memories made

And the memories to make

For one day I will not be

And all that is left

Are sweet tender reminiscences

Falling to ground like dying leaves.

Reviews

[Ana B.]

I love the theme of this. Inevitability is a great foe, making one feel powerless, and great are those minds that exist outside the time and space, leaving legacies behind.

[Chris]

Thank you, I appreciate the support and am happy that you have found meaning in my writing.

[Ana B.]

Your welcome Chris :)