Memories

Love them or loathe them,

Seems you can not forget them.

I wish to hold on, cherish & celebrate,

Not to look down, label or berate.

Good, bad, ugly, they are what they are,

Can’t fathom all of them from where I am, near yet so far.

Holding onto each piece dearly as I can,

Fearing, some day I may loose them all.

Since I can’t turn back time or travel into the future,

I desire all of it to immortalize, be alive, be nurtured.

You say let’s not rock the boat,

I say but let’s also not build a moat.

Wish one day we can meet in the middle,

Until then, let’s not try to solve this beautiful riddle.