The Memory Store

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There’s a hidden box inside my mind, I call my memory store,

When days seem dull, I’m feeling blue, I revisit times before,

A kindness I’ve forgotten, an adventure, a good book,

Remind me that life’s full of colour; if you only look.

 

 

Written for Streams of Consciousness Saturday. Write the first thing that springs to mind following a prompt and post. No editing allowed. This weeks post is ‘store.’

13 thoughts on “The Memory Store

  1. Some years ago, I was introduced to another kind of box, one in which you hide all your worries and hang-ups, freeing you to enjoy the good times/

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