Memories...
Wading through some memories
Some frames of the past
Discovering tidbits of my life
A memory of the ice cream cart
With its tinker bell arrival
A memory of the park and slides
And the sand in my hair
A memory of the school recess
Of all the snack boxes we shared
A memory of the rush to class
After the short games we played
A memory of my first crush
Her cute ponytail
A memory of that birthday bash
When I met her first
A memory of bereavement
The distances never decreased
A memory of the farewell
The tears already dried
A memory of my high school
Of knowing the opposite sex
Adventures misadventures
And all fun that was
A memory of the group hangouts
With friends that I now recall
The tears we fought back to hide
When we finally had to part
A memory of her hair loose in the wind
The fragrance that bewitched me
A memory of her slender neck
A face I never forget
A memory of my first words with her
A stammer and a grunt
A memory of her laughter
At the joke that was myself
A memory of that moonlit night
That lit all days ahead
A memory of her moist lips
And the days filled with love
A memory of our graduation
Of roads that part again
A memory of that last kiss
I planted on her cheek
A memory that I make every moment
Every memory momentous
A memory that I try to keep
Each one I forget
A memory that I make now
When my past visits my present
And all the memories I treasure
I am the memory smith
Oruganty
Some frames of the past
Discovering tidbits of my life
A memory of the ice cream cart
With its tinker bell arrival
A memory of the park and slides
And the sand in my hair
A memory of the school recess
Of all the snack boxes we shared
A memory of the rush to class
After the short games we played
A memory of my first crush
Her cute ponytail
A memory of that birthday bash
When I met her first
A memory of bereavement
The distances never decreased
A memory of the farewell
The tears already dried
A memory of my high school
Of knowing the opposite sex
Adventures misadventures
And all fun that was
A memory of the group hangouts
With friends that I now recall
The tears we fought back to hide
When we finally had to part
A memory of her hair loose in the wind
The fragrance that bewitched me
A memory of her slender neck
A face I never forget
A memory of my first words with her
A stammer and a grunt
A memory of her laughter
At the joke that was myself
A memory of that moonlit night
That lit all days ahead
A memory of her moist lips
And the days filled with love
A memory of our graduation
Of roads that part again
A memory of that last kiss
I planted on her cheek
A memory that I make every moment
Every memory momentous
A memory that I try to keep
Each one I forget
A memory that I make now
When my past visits my present
And all the memories I treasure
I am the memory smith
Oruganty