Poem - Memories.
By - Ross Mabey.
In the hidden recesses of my mind,
Are the memories, I search for, but cannot find.
Some are precious memories of those days,
Which are now lost in a foggy haze.
You speak of them with such tenderness,
Of those days, when we loved to caress.
Tears welled in your eyes,
When you finally realise.
Even though I'm with you now,
You feel as though you're all alone,
By yourself, with these memories on your own.
I don't know what to say or do,
It's not that I've forgotten,
It's just that I can't remember,
The pathway to where,
My memories are stored, it's true.
Due to a faulty mechanism in my brain,
Even if I stress and strain.
One day science may have a clue,
That will satisfy both me and you.
Until then we will have to wait,
And just accept out fate.
Copyright 2019. Ross Mabey.
Written: August 27th 2019.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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