The Memory That Let's Me Sleep

Rewriting Memory

Some opportunities come once in a lifetime
And then some present themselves as clear as day
But if the timing or rhythm happens to be off
That opportunity will grow wings and fly away

Then there are lucky happenstances that linger
As if by good grace it comforts and consoles the heart
Even when the window has closed there’s still a light
Not so much of hope but a gift when we have to part

And yet there was energy, a magnetic force
A strange attractor and unknown factors that last
A palpable silence that acted on impulse
Hidden in an old photo; persevered in the past

And yet it’s a memory that let’s me sleep
Knowing what we felt was real just not the right time
Once in a while I’ll remember with a smile
When photos remind us of what was left behind