Collecting Your Memories

In life it seems sometimes
There are cross overs between our present and our pasts.
We do what we have to just to make it through.
When there is doubt or fear, or even pain that’s when,
Looking for some comfort, closure, or something else
We go back to where we once was in another time or place in our lives.
Either remembering the feelings, thoughts, or something
Taking comfort from them and what they remind us of
It’s crazy but yet we do.
For us to move on we collect our memories
Before we can move on ahead or just get through.
Often blinded, we are by the once before
The “what abouts”
Too much of that can shade our todays.
But if you have to or just because…
Then go ahead
Collect those memories from your head
Perhaps, even expressing those feelings the best ways you can.
Like you could write them down by hand,
Make a mental note for yourself
Just don’t linger too long or take up residence there,
So you can finish your task at hand or to just keep living.
MwsR❤
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Lovely poem dear.
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BY FOR NOW
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I agree
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I agree. I meet people who cannot get past the good old days, and seem unable to appreciate the now. I want to say to them that they must see the beauty in now, and make new memories of these days. Regina
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