18/30 I Remember It Happening Kindly

Rewriting Memory

“You must remember this…”

As the days fly away on the wings of old dreams

An impulsive memory returns and lingers

Those years are long gone and won’t stop for anyone

Like the sands of time slipping between our fingers

It abruptly rises from the caves of the mind

With fire and warmth reliving it once again

But in the now, as if through rose colored glasses

The picture feels softer when remembering when…

The senses indulge even for those few seconds

Remembering youth, remembering innocence

Like a small treasure trove forgotten in the past

Like gold shining in the light of reminiscence

Triggered by a song, by a lyric, or a scent

A life lived and loved is recalled with bestowment

It’s a penny for a thought, for only one cent

Going down that lane for just a little moment

NaPoWriMo2026 Day18