Memories.
They wriggle and they giggle and they run and hide
You know them all, you’re the one who put them inside.
They hint and they suggest, they rub around the edge
You have to keep them active for absence of them turns your mind to veg.
They are beautiful and ugly , huge and very small
They are full of importance and yet they have none at all.
Warm and soft and fluffy , scary , evil and terrifying
Having a birthday party or turbulence while flying.
Having your first baby or your wedding day
But when you have to remember them, they’ve often flown away
Dancing with your first love kissing him goodnight
Arguing with your family .. boy that was an almighty fight !
Fighting off depression, facing down your fears
Memories dancing and prancing, escaping through your ears.
Your first teddy’s name was Jingles your first job was blast
If you let your memories run it’s like a film with a giant cast!
You need to keep it active you cannot let it rest
For if you do not use it deserts you and that is not for the best.
Watch it very carefully be aware of the tricks it plays on you
You must keep it buzzing or it will wonder off into the blue.
They wriggle and they giggle and they run and hide
But you know that they are in there, you’re the one who put them inside.
They hint and they suggest, they rub around the edge
You have to keep them active for absence of them turns your mind to veg.
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