Memory
In the corridors of my mind, I find,
A treasure trove of moments, intertwined.
Memories like stars in the vast night sky,
Each one unique, refusing to die.
Some are like sunlight on a golden day,
Warming my heart in their gentle way.
Others, like raindrops in a storm's embrace,
Leave tears on the window of time's face.
The sweet laughter of friends, a child's embrace,
In memory's garden, they find their place.
Though years may pass and seasons may change,
In memory's realm, they forever arrange.
With time, memories may fade and blur,
But in our hearts, they will always stir.
For memory is the bridge to our past,
A treasure that forever will last.
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