Lost Memories

Lost Memories

A Poem by Summer Windton

Haven't done much of anything in a while.



Lost memories scamper round,

The fountain of youth.

Calling my name, they call my name,

As they scamper round, scamper round.


I want to play, so I bounce and jump.

With the memories I called friends.

Ring around the rosy, they say,

A pocket full of posies.


With cheeks like roses, my memory kisses me

Swiftly on the cheek.

The lost girl of my dreams awakes,

For this is the first time we meet.


I remeber her from a distant land,

Far beyond my imagination.

She whispers my name, so softly, so subtle,

And I dance with her again and again.

© 2012 Summer Windton

Author's Note

Summer Windton
free write, something quick i did.

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Added on April 17, 2012
Last Updated on April 17, 2012
Tags: lost, memories, summer, windton, poem


Summer Windton
Summer Windton

I'm like the wind. I come and go. Born of the wind, and I will go back, with the wind. Some write for fortune, some for fame. Some because of grief or envy. I write because it was my destiny. .. more..

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