Title: "Posthumous Memories Beyond Time"
Memories so dear, are so bright, so bold,
Like the fallen leaves that rustle bodies gone cold.
They whisper secrets, historical tales of old,
Of moments lived, of stories told.
There are songs & stories, complaints & talks,
Memories linger, like fallen leaves that walk.
Forgotten moments, recalled with a sigh,
Reminding us of loved ones, who said goodbye.
Memories enchant, like a powerful spell,
Connecting us to the past, present, and future to tell.
Some bring sadness, others cheer and delight,
A bittersweet reminder, of love and loss in sight.
Those forgotten moments, recalled with a grin,
Reminding us of joy, and love within,
Songs and stories, complaints and talks,
Memories linger, like fallen leaves that walk.
Kindergarten laughter, dad's guiding hand,
Movies with friends, & adventures in a foreign land.
Vacation trips, and memories so sweet,
Moments with loved ones, our hearts skip a beat.
Memories of loss, of friends who went away,
Painful reminders, of yesterday.
Faking illness, to escape college halls,
Camping & biking trips, that gave us thrills, wounds & falls.
Reminiscences are like dry leaves...
Like the fallen leaves that rustle bodies gone cold.
They whisper secrets, historical tales of old,
Of moments lived, of stories told.
There are songs & stories, complaints & talks,
Memories linger, like fallen leaves that walk.
Forgotten moments, recalled with a sigh,
Reminding us of loved ones, who said goodbye.
Memories enchant, like a powerful spell,
Connecting us to the past, present, and future to tell.
Some bring sadness, others cheer and delight,
A bittersweet reminder, of love and loss in sight.
Those forgotten moments, recalled with a grin,
Reminding us of joy, and love within,
Songs and stories, complaints and talks,
Memories linger, like fallen leaves that walk.
Kindergarten laughter, dad's guiding hand,
Movies with friends, & adventures in a foreign land.
Vacation trips, and memories so sweet,
Moments with loved ones, our hearts skip a beat.
Memories of loss, of friends who went away,
Painful reminders, of yesterday.
Faking illness, to escape college halls,
Camping & biking trips, that gave us thrills, wounds & falls.
Reminiscences are like dry leaves...