The Memory Keepers

Oh my children,
sow your memories,
cut them at the stem,
gather in your harvest
lest a storm rolls in
crushing their beauty.

We reaped together
an eternity it feels,
of dreams and reality,
but I will slip away and
who then, will remember?
oh children
will you be my keepers?

Poetry by shells
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Written on 2010-08-02 at 01:03

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John Ashleigh
Keep your memories alive...

I really enjoyed reading this, my friend. Keep up the talented writing.


jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
it is very sweet to hold a memory.
they form part of the future.
good to read this thoughtful work.

Beautiful piece!

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
We can but hope our children will pass on the memory's of us. Not just us , but those of other past generations .I see my self as a carrier of my family history. Your poem , Shells , has great meaning to me , thank you.

Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
WOW!!! This is truly a great poem...what a wonderfully
sad yet hopeful ending...

xxx Stan