I Remember It Happening Kindly

Rewriting Memory

“You must remember this…”

As the days fly away on the wings of old dreams
An impulsive memory returns and lingers
Those years are long gone and won’t stop for anyone
Like the sands of time slipping between our fingers

It abruptly rises from the caves of the mind
With fire and warmth reliving it once again
But in the now, as if through rose colored glasses
The picture feels softer when remembering when…

The senses indulge even for those few seconds
Remembering youth, remembering innocence
Like a small treasure trove forgotten in the past
Like gold shining in the light of reminiscence

Triggered by a song, by a lyric, or a scent
A life lived and loved is recalled with bestowment
It’s a penny for a thought, for only one cent
Going down that lane for just a little moment