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Memories

Saudade. Acceptance. Hope.

By Emily GrimmPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
Photo by Taylor Flower on Unsplash.com

Memories never to be recorded by human hand

Stored only in the sweetest depths of the heart

Begin to fade away from existence at the very start

No one will ever be able to understand

Someway, somehow they must not be lost

From the mind to the permanent no matter the cost

The precious times gone by never viewed again

I wish that memories could be painted

Recorded forever on tangible scroll

With no chance of ever being forgot

Their treasure will never become tainted

Their vision never vacate the wand'ring soul

Ready to be beheld whenever they're sought

O! To be relived for only a moment

Those precious days shared with friends

To revel in the bonds that will never end

And the rapturous moments heaven-sent

As the evidence passes away of old

Memories sacred and prized as gold

Long to be attached to something permanent

To smell the smells and see the sights

That my memory doth again behold

To hear the familiar sounds once more

Would be but a momentary flickering light

Vanishing in the stillness dark and cold

As on the wings of new opportunity we soar

sad poetry

About the Creator

Emily Grimm

My inspirations are often drawn from personal experience, observation, and daydreams from my childhood growing up in the Rust Belt. I love using words to paint vast mental landscapes and take readers on grand adventures!

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  • Testabout a year ago

    Beautiful poem.

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