~ The Passing Years ~

When I reach within my memories
And search for those most dear
I find the treasured moments
From all the passing years…

Times of tears and laughter
Rain throughout my mind
Like falling drops of water
To a path they only find.

They trickle through my rivers
And flow in pebbled dreams
Till all the drops of moments
Flood my heart it seems.

I wade out in deep water
And feel the pulling flow
Then swim through all the memories
Till I can let them go…

When I reach within my memories,
And grasp the ones most dear,
I clutch them close like treasure,
Then free them with my tears…

Sharon Frye
© 2003 used with permission
Heroes of the Heart 

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