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Memories with a Future


I went down memory lane today along the path of something new,
Reconnecting with my childhood pleasures, in a sense of déjà vu,
Re-enacting an event long forgotten, but re-imprinted in my brain,
Recapturing the simplicity of being a child, to do it all over again,
 

I decided to go for a walk today, noticing wild brambles on a bush,
Delicately picking the soft blackberry, being so careful not to crush,
As this fragile fruit teased my taste buds, I was blissfully lost in time,
Re-living that long suppressed moment, seduced by a taste sublime,


The spicy smell of cinnamon drifting idly on a wind free day,
A blissful olfactory experience propels me back in a sensual way,
As an innocent child I know not why, I remember these minor things,
Even now in my more mature years, I still enjoy the pleasure it brings,


Music I heard on the radio, can transport me through pleasure or pain,
Memory dependant on the history of when I heard the immortal refrain,
It controls whether I treat it with passion, or cringe at the repeat of the sound,
Being locked in revolving time-warp, in which we are irretrievably bound


Sometimes memories are inaccurate, taking  shortcuts in our head,
As children things appear bigger as were the tales that we were fed,
In shaded lights of our bedroom, huge shadows of monsters on the wall,
Also “My dad is bigger than your dad” was every child's favourite call,


My eyes behold familiar scene, bringing back memories of a distant land,
In this my adopted country it shares a familiarity very close at hand,
A landscape that makes the heart fonder, my childhood home now far away,
Thinking again my beloved surroundings, allowing roots to return for a day,


These serendipitous feelings, lies recollections  long since lost,
Some so real so tangible, others as dim as a spectre of a ghost,
So are we the sum of our past?, does it makes us who we are?,
Our memories holds many a secret, some a gift yet some a scar  


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