Life, Poetry

Fallacy of Memories

Over time our memories can morph and fade until the reality may not match our recollections. I know in my own experience she was 26 years old last time I saw her before she left and would now be in her fifties.

An entirely different life over a quarter of a century has went by. The only pictures I have are of a young lady, those are the images I have in my mind.

I know she would look very different today if she had stayed. I am glad the images and the memories remain. But therein lies the fallacy of memories.

#JustBelieve #HopeLives #LoveChangesPeople

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