Sweet Dreams

Sweet dreams come slowly Quietly moving thru Leaving behind visions Memories I hold onto Sometimes vivid Then maybe vague They play out active There inside my head. I feel I could touch Hold tight The figures in sweet dreams That come to me In the darkness And early...

I Remember Memories

I remember memories Both sad and joyous Memories  They come to me When I don’t notice Memories My mind will be elsewhere And suddenly they’re there Memories Real or imagined Staring at me Laughing hysterically Memories Nothing seems to matter Cause I...

Memories

Memories are with me I wish had died Memories of an existance I think of and cry No memories of happiness Or pleasure survive Remember memories That took me out Of the memories That just make me sigh Memories, my memories That make me cry. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson...