Memories,
Some are as soft as caressing a kitten,
Memories,
Some are sharp like knives, piercing,
Memories,
Some as warm as a cup of coffee,
Memories,
Some we choose to remember, some to forget,
Some we cherish forever,
Some we have to choose to heal from,
Some we're glad they happened,
Some we wish never did,
But it's how we look at these memories,
That we will see for a lifetime,
At first, it feels so big when they're fresh,
With each day that passes, they become smaller,
With those bad memories that created trauma responses,
I may not be able to erase them from your memory,
But I could sure help to rewrite them all ❤️
YOU ARE READING
M.E.Ramey's Book Of Poems
PoetryThis is my book of random poems that I have come up with. hope you enjoy reading them! note:they will be short and I will be adding more to them
