Looking Back on the Memories

Looking back on the memories, those memories, so sweet. Cherishing those sweet memories of time spent with the ones loved. Memories made one by one. Memories that will last a life time. The pleasures of creating them, the treasures of life. The meaning of life fulfilled. The meeting of the perfect stranger. The cold night air. The blazing camp fire. The warmth generated by the dancing flames. The blanket shared, and so much more. The feelings unmistakable. The fire burning beneath that blanket so intensely. Two hearts beating as one. The flames of a brand new love, born of that night. The sky filled with stars, twinkling. Our eyes filled with stars, twinkling. A fire in our eyes so brightly burning, from the very soul. new love glowing by moons light. The feelings. Oh, the feelings, so real, from the deepest recesses of the heart. A brand new love undying, feelings that could last a lifetime. Feeling that would bring a brand new life into this world, born of a love so pure. The brand new life, this "Little Man", this brand new "Little Man". Born of love, love so special. This "Little Man", so wanted, so worked for, so loved. This "Little Man", a blank slate, waiting to be filled in by lives experiences day by day. The pride of a mother and father shared. The fruits of their labor realized. Life, and it's memories, life and it's changes. The one thing that life can never change. The treasures of my mind. My memories, and yet, life goes on, and so too must I. Written September 1st, 1996 © on Oct 09 2001 01:19 AM PST   0 • 1