Memories permeate our lives,
Our adaptive brains the optic lens,
Remembering the good, minimizing the bad,
And those times when very sad,
Some allege spirits only remembering fun,
A pinprick can cause us to run,
As if chased by a monstrosity of yore,
The opening of a long closed door,
Contact from a lost friend, a mate,
The happy times our positive fate,
Memories of constitutional protection now a dime,
A battle ahead to restore, sounding a chime,
That can resound throughout of love.
Of all God given surroundings,
The good memories ahead,
--our actions, our redemption.