Memories...

A Poem by Jamestown

Make them count...

Memories...

There are times in our lives that things are meant to happen,
when they happen, and have a reason for happening

Most of the time unfortunately we don't acknowledge
that at all, many times these things happen so fast that
it's like a mist here then gone,

We have no idea that God has just stamped a memory
in our minds for the remainder of our lives,

With the ever so fast lives we live it is seemingly impossible
to know when God has licked and applied the stamp
to our hearts and minds envelope then sent to our memory bank,

Days turn into months then months to years,
then out of the clear blue sky one day a memory hits us like
a mac truck, we become completely taken aback and in my
case, overwhelmed with emotions

At that moment we will relive that memory as if it just
happened as if it were yesterday, the emotions will flood
our minds and bodies like hurricane Katrina,

When the memory envelope is opened, that memory
is stamped in our hearts and minds for good
or until God calls our names to head home, whether
that be to join him in paradise or dwell in eternal fire

So with that being said, I pray everyday that I will make great memories
to have and hold until I am summed, also to be more aware when these
potential memories are taking place and to help me appreciate everyday
to express love as much as possible and cherish everything God has done
for me, because we never know when are last memory of earth will be,

Let's make our memories count!!!

© 2015 Jamestown

Author's Note

God is good!!!

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Fran Marie

Everyday there there are memories to be made... indeed , we should make them all count and cherish each one...a well crafted poem here..

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

Thanks for checking it out and b-blessed!

Black Cat Fever

A well crafted poem with an important message. Memories is what makes us who we are. Good memories or bad memories, we often learn from them even if we don't realize it.

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

Thanks again and b-blessed!

9 Years Ago

You're welcome!

An owl on the moon

Such a beautiful, lifting joy to read your words.. and yes.. to know that we should fill our days with wondrous moments to carry with us all our lives...

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

Thanks for checking it out and your kind review, b-blessed.

Sami Khalil

Memories leave a trail of bust when the past is dust. Memories leave a trail of treason when the heart is the reason. Memories leave a trail of commemorative stamps when inspiration lit our lamps...Bravo, sir...:).....

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

Thanks for checking it out and your kind review! B-blessed:)

9 Years Ago

You are welcome. B blessed...:)..............................

Ink Seductress

Most have forgotten the significance of ones past, mostly because we decide to brush our past to the side if we've been hurt. It's like a mental barrier we construct, and we forget that we've had good times too. Lovely. Look forward to reading more of your work!

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

I agree fully, thanks for checking it out and b-blessed!

Josie E. Cook M. A.

I love the way you captured how and when memories come into play here. This is so true and special.
As we age, we forget a lot and then all of sudden one cherished moment returns. Or someone reminds you of a memory that you wanted to forget forever.
Thanks for sharing!