Memories are the home
Moving with me wherever I go
I want to make this a healthy home
I have plenty of stories
About my failures and glories
I am living in between
I need to see a tender face
Need to receive someone’s grace
I need to feel at home in this place
Remembering is a way of life
That keeps me alright
Keeps me choosing to be alright
2 comments:
oh faith, this is unsurprisingly great. i also like the "all you succeed in doing is making music, the noise of failure growing beautiful" -- whatever that is and wherever it comes from, it makes me smile a lot.
how are you, friend, btw?
so many blessings for you,
Carrie ;)
Memories are home ...moving wth me whereever I go..
Wow!! deep indeed.
Do people live on memories, what happens when they fade away..are there still good friends who choose to remind them. Makes me think of the movie 'Notebook'. Maybe its not a good correlation.
Hey you got to add me on your blogroll...
Sam
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