MEMORIES
A memory can be sharp like a sword
penetrating the center of my soul
soft as a gentle breeze
lifting my hair
devastating as a bitter poison
filling my whole self
A memory can be sweet like candy
melting on my tongue
causing a smile to touch my lips
soothing as a vernal pool
discovered in the forest
A memory can be unexpected
like a song on the radio
returning me to a cherished time
and changing my day from gray to bright