Memories permeate our lives,

Our adaptive brains the optic lens,

Remembering the good, minimizing the bad,

And those times when very sad,

Some allege spirits only remembering fun,

A pinprick can cause us to run,

As if chased by a monstrosity of yore,

The opening of a long closed door,

Contact from a lost friend, a mate,

The happy times our positive fate,

Memories of constitutional protection now a dime,

A battle ahead to restore, sounding a chime,

That can resound throughout of love.

Of all God given surroundings,

The good memories ahead,

--our actions, our redemption.