I really like this quote from Milan Kundera: "The brain appears to possess a special area which we might call poetic memory and which records everything that charms or touches us, that makes our lives beautiful." That inspired this poem.
Memories
Small times of joy, like crazy paving
Zig zag across the humdrum life
Times of happiness worth saving
In this world of fear and strife
Long summer holidays off school
Spaces and buckets on the beach
Fishing with nets in a rock pool
The past alive with strong reach
Joy of love, kissing, bed and hugs
Hand in hand, along country lane
Eating sandwiches on picnic rugs
Small memories, but so much gain
When dark futures seem tomorrow
Memories can help lighten sorrow
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