Treasures of the Heart: The Rarity of Memories

Memories, like echoes of the past,

Bring back moments that forever last.

Each thought a treasure, kept with care,

A precious gem that shines so rare.

Memories of laughter, memories of tears,

Of moments so sweet, of moments so dear.

Of friends and family, loved ones gone,

Whose memories live on and on.

Memories of summer days so warm,

Of playing games until the night was calm.

Of running through the fields with glee,

Of childhood dreams as wild and free.

Memories of autumn leaves that fall,

Of colors so rich, of beauty so tall.

Of crisp, cool air and Harvest moons,

Of family gatherings, surrounded by tunes.

Memories of winter's gentle snow,

Of building forts and making snowmen aglow.

Of hot cocoa by the fireplace bright,

Of holiday lights that bring delight.

Memories of spring with buds so new,

Of gardens blooming, of skies so blue.

Of sunshine warm and gentle breeze,

Of hope reborn, of life with ease.

So hold on tight to every thought,

To every memory, so dearly sought.

For they are treasures of the heart,

A part of us that will never depart.

And though the years may come and go,

The memories will always aglow.

A reminder of life's precious worth,

Of all the moments, since our birth.