Why remember being a part of the young ones.
Why remember the warmth's from past suns.
When the memories don't fit your current views,
and the sun no longer warms the inner parts of you.
Of course comforts and lessons learned can be found,
when one remembers the memories still to be found.
Remembering moments of pain one puts themselves through,
when flicking through the memories of past do's.
There is more to view behind then ahead to see.
The young have less meaningful look through memories.
So why remember being young with less in life done.
Why not just enjoy the warmth of each passing sun.
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Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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A lovely write of dwelling on the past as opposed to living in the present. That we have choice of what memories we dwell on good or bad and that enjoying the sun of the present is best. A wonderful metaphor blended into message is made. A fave
That’s lovely )) especially like the mention of that sun
Very nicely expressed !
And true .. doesn’t always help to look back at our past
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