The Unintend Feeling

Memories, like a gentle breeze,

Whispering secrets, of a life with ease.

The days gone by, they come to mind,

A time that was, we left behind.

Nostalgia grips us, like a warm embrace,

Taking us back, to a simpler place.

Where laughter echoed, and dreams come true,

And the world was ours, with nothing to do.

The memories we keep, like a treasure trove,

A source of comfort, when life feels cold.

And though the years may march on, time won't wait,

The memories remain, a steadfast mate.

For they remind us, of a love so true,

And a life so rich, with a friendship too.

And so we hold on, to these precious thoughts,

For they keep us young, and our hearts stay wrought.

So let us cherish, these memories so dear,

For they hold a part of us, that's always here.

For though we may age, and time may flee,

The memories live on, in our hearts, eternally.