Much of what we hear
Is easily forgotten
But every now and then
A brilliant thought
Precious as a diamond
Is given to us—
To remain forever, unforgettable.
……….
I wonder if when we go from this life
The memory of it will remain,
Or fade, as quickly as a dream does
Upon awakening?
© Patricia Lamont
Unforgettables is a beautiful poem in what happens in death what remains and what is taken with us.
I enjoyed this very much.
vt
Beautiful… Captures the dreamlike quality of life.
This poem reminds me why I started writing my memoirs.
It would be nice at the end of life to have a collection of stories, poems to share and pass on to the next generation.
Thank-you, Patricia and Margo
enjoyable Poem
Congratulations, Pat. These are lovely serene poems, with a wonderful sense of the strange freedom that comes with age, when a person really can do more or less whatever s/he wants, when there’s lots of time for reflection and there are very few things that must be done.
It’s good to read reflections from someone who’s very much at peace, and in great good humour. Thanks for these.
Don
Framing the question: What is real?
Thank you Patricia. Brief but elequent in its exploration of life and what lies beyond.
Lesley