In the quiet corners of my mind, I find
The whispers of days long passed
Moments etched like shadows in the sand
Fading yet forever cast
The laughter of a summer’s eve
The warmth of a lover’s embrace
Memories like gentle thieves
Stealing time and leaving grace
Old photographs, their colors dimmed
Yet the emotions remain clear
Every smile and every whim
A testament to those held dear
As the years weave their tale
And the present becomes past
In the echoes of memories, we sail
Finding solace in what was meant to last