Left in a place of paradise
Unique and particular moments
Where some could dream of ever sharing
Memories of specific times-
A clear blue sky; an older women sits by
As she reminisces of her own life.
With her flannel nightgown she covers
Her already fragile body she cuddles
Smiling inside; as she’s being watched
From an aunts terrace above.
Stolen memories of no longer being
Of no longer seeing and no more thoughts.
Stolen memories erasing feelings
Of touchy conceptions turned to default.
Transpiring times forgotten,
Wishful fulfillments lost so far off;
Like pushed toward the sea
Unsure of certain thoughts
Of fear it becomes unbearable hurt.
These thoughts could get lost
Though bound to result
In our minds will recount
Of a miss or an absence
No matter the conscience.
Those memories will arise
And soar in our hearts
No longer a fight
Rather it’d weaken your mind
To surrender the strive
Or leave you at frail.
While in the mind she’s alive
No longer a passed
But a pass for short time
Like moments in motion