Fragments of Memory

Fragments of memory, scattered like sand,

Whispering tales of a distant land.

Lost in time, yet never forgotten,

Moments of joy, and tears begotten.

A childhood dream, a mother's embrace,

A lover's kiss, a familiar face.

The first step taken, the first word spoken,

Tiny details, but the heart unbroken.

A life once lived, now just a blur,

Memories fading, like a distant purr.

But still, they linger, in the depths of the mind,

A treasure trove, waiting to be mined.

In moments of stillness, they come alive,

Filling the heart, like a beehive.

Reminding us of who we are,

A constellation, in the universe's star.

So let us cherish, the fragments of memory,

For they are the essence, of our identity.

A mosaic, of the past and the present,

A story of life, that is always relevant.