Sensuous, Poetic and Vintage

17 Jan

 Memories…

”They taught me how to imagine, and how to dream. 
They gave me wonderful memories, and left footprints on my heart.’

‘A poem is but a thought, a mere memory caught at play.
From hand onto paper, bleeding thoughts emerge.’

‘We don’t remember days; we remember moments.’


‘Memory is the treasury and guardian of all things.’
‘Lord keep my memory green.’


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‘Memory can glean, but can never renew.
It brings us joys faint as is the perfume of the flowers,
faded and dried, of the summer that is gone.’ 


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‘THOSE WHERE THE DAYS, MY FRIEND’


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