Memory’s Shore

Like icy waters do you climb

Upon the shores of my mind

And touch the toes of my thoughts

I jump away at the cold touch

Retreating away I turn my back from the shore

Your fiery waters do bellow more

The sea of memory the smells still roam

Its misty vapors give me a sudden chill

And of course I face the shore again

And see you retreating back into the deep

And this is my thought as the waves go down

That perhaps I will now forget the sound

Of warm passings by at Summer’s shore

And the smells that accompanied your pleasant roar

And the waves come back for a moment more

And brush my ankles in delicate turns

The warmth of sunshine lost at memory’s shore

Its glow now a thing of time before