Poems for the Heart

Ghosts' memories

Here we are
Whispers of what we once were
Ghosts with nothing left
Except for a memory
One that never seems quite right
One that never let us rest

Oh how we long
For those summer nights
Joyful scrapes
Of something long lost
Something we can't quite place
Something we once craved

Will we ever be whole again, my dear?
One day
One hope
We will revive these memories
And build new ones
That will never fade