Monday, 18 July 2011

A Book Of Memories...


Hidden in the attic, 
all the way upstairs,
is something very special, 
that I would like to share.

My hopes,my dreams,
old photographs,
of good times and bad times that make me laugh.

The joy of a hug,the thrill of a kiss,
leaves me to remember the pure, 
simple bliss.

I cry for the fun,
and giggle for the pain,
I enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.

The thoughts and wishes,
they all stay with me,
all of these contained in my book of memories.

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