Memories are to treasure

Bringing back blossom with pleasure

Regardless of the good or sad

It is the preeminent you ever had

 

Memories are like an album

Similar to that of platinum

Looking at what you went through

Visioning what you can do

 

Some memories are permanently wiped out

Don’t want to tell anyone what it was about

No need to keep them stored in

Just discard them in the loony bin

 

Let your memories unfold

And hasten for the old

You can’t live them again

But you can simply pretend!