Down the Memory Lane

I was walking down the memory lane

with trepidation and fear

Jangling my pocket full of

memories to peak and peer

Long had I dithered

taking the half forgotten paths

Was spooked at the thoughts

of old buried wraths

Kept telling myself, would do it

when I had the time to spare

Alas! Lacking courage

taking this road I did not dare

The first memory I pulled out

made me smile with pure joy!

For who can ever forget the mate

who shared her prized toy?

The next one was smooth and shiny

Because its constantly used

This friend I still call

When I am hurt or confused.
The one that I pull out of pocket now

has rough and jagged ends

It still hurts to recall the bitter fights

With those who were supposedly friends.
Ah! I so well remember that day,

My sole claim to glory

When I was patted by my teacher
For a well told story

Ohhh! This one I must confess

Still makes me teary eyed

Cos I was caught and reproached

That one time I had lied!

The pride this one evokes

Believe me is worthy

For I know how I completed

The long cross country.

Along with these, is a handful of sand
Each separate grain imbued

With the fragrance of mates

Of every shape and hue

As I reluctantly consign

each memory to my pocket

I now know they are my talisman

To be always worn like a locket.

Gone is the fear and the trepidation

I can go back in time, any time

And come back with elation

Painful memories have been given
A long overdue burial

Happy memories and revisitation
Will now become a ritual

I will jauntily walk down the memory lane

Jangling my pocket full of

memories without any pain.

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31 thoughts on “Down the Memory Lane

      1. it saddens me that i can’r seem to recall the good ones, the bad ones are like a blanket recently. i sensed it from your words, the poem was telling me a story – best of luck dear!

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      2. I hope that you are able to cast away the blanket of sadness. We are the makers of our memories and right now you are making wonderful memories with your kids, family and friends. Present is what matters Gina. Sending lots of love your way. Thanks for your best wishes. πŸ€—

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      3. thank you Punam, I do want to live without this sadness but maybe i carry it for a reason, there is always a purpose, i am so touched by your warm wisdom, always finding the nugget of truth to sustain me.

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