Memory Pond
I lie down closing my brown eyes
I take a stone and throw it in
the ripples slowly now arise
my past touching me deep within
I take a stone and throw it in
I watch the past gently unfold
my past touching me deep within
I dream of something I can hold
I watch the past gently unfold
my golden moments soft and sweet
I dream of something I can hold
I need to keep this kind repeat
my golden moments soft and sweet
life ripples hold the past and dies
I need to keep this kind repeat
I lie down closing my brown eyes
Copyright © Just James | Year Posted 2016
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