A Reminder. Comments

This quiet dignified poem deserves a thousand tens! ! ! !

Yes, we should but the heart can be so unreasonable as to hang onto bittersweet memories!

Long after any hope has gone. Long after the beauty and scent of reminiscence has left. Long after the charms of nostalgia have deserted us. How long we cling to those memories. Very enjoyable.

I love the simpicity of this lovely poem. Moving on and holding onto memories is possible 10 +++ Tracy

thats a really good poem i really like it well done. kizzy

It is still possible to move forward carrying the fond memories with us 10 +++ Chris

Fay..... If it were not there....talking to you....would you have written this lovely little thought. No, it lives yet. Martin

And....Never look back! ....Unless of course, one is referring to a second or third read of this short but oh, so very sweet pen-gem, young lass! Poignance, persoonified! Excellent metaphoric employment....Solid crafting, indeed! P.S...I like the abstract-smooth construction. You Rock, Fay! FjR

Fay Flowers are given to those we love.Unfortunatly they are sometimes given too late for the loved one to say thank you or throw them in your face.Flowers say so much.The colours and fragrance of each bloom relect the beauty of love and fulfilment that their recipient takes in his or her hand.I never was given flowers but if I had been I would have pressed them into a book and kept them for ever.Alas no-one to give flowers to ant more, Take care. Sid xxx

It's so hard to remove something that keeps one foot in the somewhere else.You've said so much with so few words.Kev x

memories are indelible and so is your fine poem

faded heather can be throwed away but the memories remain no matter what we do..its an amazingly beautiful write fay...i loved it 10 fo this wonderful thoughts rgds asif

Fay, makes me wonder what memories a bunch of faded heather has. Bob

A bunch of old heather can be worth more than all their gold,10/10 Tom, I love this piece.

Go find a new memory to replace those old flowers you must bury to put old memories in their place It does not mean you have to forget For a living plant you will never regret

Good morning poet friend. It is a difficult process and I must agree. I enjoyed, Loyd

So easytosay, so hard to do... Andrew 10