Life Of Memories.

Goldfinch60



We all have memories

And they are all special.

Sometimes we laugh,

Laugh when remembering,

Remembering the days we cried.

Sometimes we cry,

Cry when remembering,

Remembering the days we laughed.

That is the way memories are,

That’s our life,

Our life of memories.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 3rd, 2026 01:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: We all have memories.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 28
  • Users favorite of this poem: Salvia.S
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Comments5

  • 2781

    I seem to be losing a lot mine.

    • Goldfinch60

      It happens but the important ones remain 2781.

      Andy

    • orchidee

      A fine write Gold.

    • sorenbarrett

      Opposites and dualities fill life and its memories. A lovely and nostalgic write Andy

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you soren, most kind.

        Andy

        • sorenbarrett

          Very welcome Andy

        • sorenbarrett

        • Salvia.S

          Simple and true. That flip between laughing and crying catches exactly how memories work. Nicely written!!! A fave ❤️

          • Goldfinch60

            Very much appreciated Salvia, thank you .

            Andy



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