Harvested Memories

Held in my heart

And bent pages of plastic

Yellowed and scarred

With no will to get past it

Used to be, gone

And the ones who fulfilled them

Here, all alone

Memories like a shotgun

Holding on with both hands

The little things that were more than

Our hope, dreams and plans

Being played by a stunt man

Because we never found them

Time seemed to freeze in our hands

Sticky notes and breadcrumbs

Pain too much to withstand

But when I revisit those memories

Everything falls back into place

I can smell real life in the trees

And I recall every face

The ones that held me together

The ones that taught me to love

The ones I like to remember

Are watching me from above

Then, I get a glimpse of their wings

And discover, they were always angels

All along they held me

And carry me through the ages

So, if you ever find me

Sitting alone and I'm smiling

I'll be caught up in a memory

With those angels here with me