• Tony Frobisher

Winds of Memory


All is still save for gentle breeze blowing memories

Here but fleetingly, then gone again, cast adrift in the wind

From verdant slope and lofted peak memories rise as discarded feathers that dance and play in eddying currents

Rise higher, rise higher, the summit of my thoughts

Submitted now to only memories, recollections of other times

Look out upon field and farm, rolling hills and winding streams

Each awash in the breeze, that gentle breeze of memory

For memories made never disappear, they remain among us

Floating within or out of reach on constant winds

For some the winds blow strong, while for others only stillness

Listen to the wind and your memories will return

#memory #memories #wind

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