- Memories flood my mind keeping me awake in the still of the night
its thought provoking how in the silence everything speaks even the stars
the stars sparkle and whispers every detail reminding me of years ago:
pictures, faces, places, words spoken, moments shared, lies the joys and the pain of being with….hmmm
just stop talking……..
I try to forget, hide and run away
but memories find me and stares me in the face
I quickly look away not acknowledging the stare and its daunting effect
but it matters not what I do
Images bombard my mind of days, months, years far behind
gone but not forgotten is the constant cry
Memories may hurt but they help us to grow
be grateful for the good and use the bad as stepping stones
don’t try to forget but remember and keep moving
even when your breaking, dawn is approaching!
Memories keep coming….yes
Present the bad times! but I will yet glory
as i think of the Goodness of a friend called Jesus Christ
he has kept my mind sound even when I thought I was going crazy
and when the hurts were so deep
he kept mending me even when I laid asleep
even when I ran and couldn’t face my fears
Jesus never left he ran with me there.
I will glory in the night
in the midst of the whispering stars
I will glory my friend and my comforter
lord how great thou art
Thank you for the Memories, precious memories both THE GOOD and The BAD!
BY Keimesha Campbell