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Tuesday, February 25, 2020

Only Memories Can Stay




Ice caps melt, forests burn away;
only memories of cold and trees can stay.

I once was loved; he left one day;
only memories of love can stay.

There is a time for being young;
so swiftly old age has begun;
only golden memories of youth
are mine today.

There have been losses, yes, so many,
but looking back at all I've lost,
I see only all the gifts that
I was given,
and never count the cost.


for dVerse: Impermanence

10 comments:

  1. I love your perspective on life! Memories are gifts that last as long as we do... and longer if we write our memoirs!! Well done!

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  2. Your poem is poignant, Sherry, especially when we remember that memories last only as long as we have them.

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  3. A lovely reflection on the past and present. I like the ballad feel of this, and the seeing now of "only all the gifts."

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  4. I identify with your poem, Sherry. What we leave are memories in the lives of those we've touched along the way. We need to be sure those are pleasant memories!!

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  5. I like the thought of not counting the cost at the end.

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  6. I understand... and still I continue to collect those memories. Now I have become the warden of my mother's memories and realize that I have no clue about how to find another one to take care of it.

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  7. Not counting the cost is the best way to live.

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  8. It's hard, but forgetting the heartbreaks and living with gratitude is the best choice we can make.

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  9. We can count on impermanence and there is a cost, but we must pay it.

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