Walking down the lonesome road,
Memories are all i have,
With a reminiscent smile on my face,
I think about the memories.

Memories have their own seasons
In my heart's abode.

Some are like the summer mornings,
Always bright and cheerful.

Some are like the autumn evenings,
Beautiful,serene but grieving with loss.

Some are like the falling rain,
Have their own rhythm and charm.

Some are like the winter nights,
Cold,numb and frozen.

Some memories feel like the first snowfall
And
Some feel like the last goodbyes.

But in the end,
Memories are like promises
Forever promises indeed,
To not forget someone special,something special
Till the last breath.

Walking down the unknown path
To find the place i belong,
With a bouquet of memories
I am in a journey of making
A garden of memories
To cherish FOREVER.