In the depths of your mind, memories take flight,
Like butterflies dancing in the soft morning light.
Their wings, adorned with colours so bright and true,
Paint the story of your life in every hue.
Through thoughts and emotions, they gently flutter,
Leaving golden threads that bind and stutter.
The tapestry of your existence, woven with care,
Each memory a stitch, a moment so rare.
Like the butterfly’s ephemeral days,
Memories fade in time’s relentless haze.
Hold them close, cherish their gentle touch,
They are the treasures that define you as such.
Marvel at their delicate wings,
The beauty that each memory brings.
Cherish every moment, hold them tenderly,
For they are the proof of life’s sweet symphony.
Each memory, a portrait of life’s sweet design,
Captured in your heart, forever frozen in time.
They dance like daffodils in the warm spring breeze,
Swaying to the rhythm of life’s gentle tease.
The building blocks of who you are, piece by piece,
Shaped by memories, a sacred masterpiece.
From birth to death, they mould you day by day,
Guiding you through life’s winding, unpredictable way.
And when your journey ends, as all journeys do,
You become the memories that others hold true.
The golden threads you leave behind,
Woven into the hearts of those you touched in kind.
[MMJ]
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