Faulty Memories

Why is it that sometimes our most favorite memories are those that seem often to be shrouded in gray and the hardest to clearly remember?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Shrouded
In gray
The struggle
Remains
To recall
What’s gone
Lost    
Alone
Wandering
Time passes
Gradually
To envision
A future
Lying ahead
Clear
And bright
Possibilities
Call softly
However still     
Beckons       
The past
In mists
Of my
Dark and
Faulty memories

~Mark Schutter © 2014