Memories
Our lives are built on memories… Good and Bad But… They make us who we are The people who touch our lives become a part of us A sacred memory instilled in each of us Walking in the night I savor each memory of my life Taste the flavor of the summer air around me as I create memories attached to each inside me Looking into the sky… these new memories set fire to the stars and begin new memories of my life… © 2014 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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