Poem

Collecting Your Memories
By MwsR

It is sad sometimes
But it is so real.
The life we live all the time.
When there is doubt or fear, or pain
We go back to where we once were.
Finding comfort from the same.
It’s scary to think
For us to move on we need to collect our memories
Before they sink.
Often blinded by the once was
Too much can cloud our today’s.
But if you have to, to move ahead, or just because…
Then collect your memories
Express their feelings as best you can.
Be it in song, writing, or whatever sensories.