A Cupful of Memories
This cup is full of memories
Each vying for position at the forefront of my thoughts
Memories of:
Childhood – safe, innocent, protected within the family
Bright, clear days when the world couldn’t be better
Grey days – the daily grind - just glad to get through them
Black days – I’d rather forget them – blot them out
Some memories to be shared
Others to be pushed into the dark corners
This cupful of memories is fragile
Drop it and it’s gone forever. But where to?
Watercolour