Entry 130

More clouds, but with variety!

Remember

I don't remember much.

My memory is a fuzzy, unreliable thing

And can't contain much from the past.

But what I do remember--

While it may not always be the most significant,

It's a nice thing, to remember.

I remember reading these books as a kid,

And it makes me want to go back and read them again

Now that I'm older.

But if I do, will I be disappointed?

Would it be better to save those memories as they are

In their glorified state that I adore?

Would it be just as good if I relived them now?

Or would remembering just make my faith falter?

"Remember," (c) Rebecca Grapentine, July 15th, 2011