Morning of Memories

Memories are like mountains
The fog hides them all
And the sun
Reveals as we recall.

Some days memories
Play hide and seek,
A clouded mind
Struggles for detail;
Other days, memories
Refuse to leave,
All visuals you retrieve.

Memories.
Mountains far and near
Sometimes a smile,
Sometimes a tear.


Fog-hidden Al Hajar mountains

Published by amita sanghavi

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