They are like a box of treasures,
Locked away in the back of my mind.
I can't always reach them,
But sometimes they come to me unbidden.
They are like a warm blanket,
Wrapping me in comfort and joy.
They take me back to a simpler time,
When life was carefree and happy.
They are like a bittersweet song,
That makes me smile and cry at the same time.
They remind me of all that I've lost,
But also of all that I've gained.
They are like a bridge to the past,
That helps me to understand the present.
They give me hope for the future,
Knowing that I can always go back to them.
So I cherish my memories,
Even the ones that hurt.
They are a part of me,
And I wouldn't have them any other way.


