The place that holds the most memories
My memories are from different towns, different countries and span four decades.
Memories of lifelong friends and of short time acquaintances’
There is a common link, a place where all of my memories merge together
A quiet, secluded, deep within my self place
If you look close enough on certain days you can see the shadows behind my brown eyes.
My memories are within me, behind my eyes, in my heart living in my soul.
