Today was the second time I joined #Candlelighters on their Day of Memories. For me, that meant a day full of emotion, a whole lot of tears and sadly, recognition that this club we all find ourselves part of is far too big. Sombreness aside, it was a beautiful event, with some amazingly talented performers and it was a honour to be able to share some of my own words of poetry with the group too. The power of memories is so bitter sweet, and I for one thought you got the balance spot on. And for the beautiful flowers too. – thank you
The power of a memory,
Is the most magical thing I know.
It takes you momentarily back,
To a place you can no longer exactly go.
The power of a memory,
Is a force that can be hard to hold in.
Perhaps sparked by an object,
Or perhaps by a place you’ve been.
The power of a memory,
Evokes often a smile, sometimes a tear on your cheek.
A momentary time hop,
To when you could see each other, touch and speak.
But the power of a memory,
Whilst it can fill you with joy or leave you sad,
Is a super way to remember,
The shared times together, the joint experiences that you had.
So the power of a memory,
Is something I’ll always, always treasure.
And by holding my memories so closely,
Past and present now thrive in equal measure.
For me my memories are focused,
On a super girl, eternally aged eight.
But I hope the power of a memory is something,
To which most people will relate.