The Shadow of memory

In the vast sea of my recollection's maze,

A solitary bird wanders through a memory's haze.

At times, teardrops well in these weary eyes,

Pain courses through my thoughts, like stormy skies.

The past lies dormant in the shadow of memory's grace,

Filling my heart with both joy and moments I'd erase.

Tears of yesteryears paint life's canvas so vivid and bright,

Each stroke and hue, a reminder of our shared flight.

With the sands of time, things evolve and change,

But cherished memories in my heart forever range.

They're like beacons of happiness and light,

Guiding me through the darkest hours of the night.

After ages, the memory bird takes its flight,

Its sweet song, a balm to the heart's endless fight.

Like the first morning sunlight's warm embrace,

It ignites my soul, adds a smile to my face.

Memories bring laughter, some make us cry,

A tapestry of life where moments never truly die.

People may depart from our worldly abode,

But in the shadow of memory, their essence forever strode..