Lagging memories just over the rise
Pictures blotted out right before my eyes
Words of love at the end of the echo
Feelings circling in the river’s shallow
Going with the flow interrupted for sure
Watching and wondering how long the detour
Hours of waiting, I see no reason to delay
Lagging memories came back and took them away
© 2011 Michael Yost
Thanks for saying.
Some of my memories are lagging and others that I wouldn’t care if they lag–won’t!
For what ever reason we tend to remember the bad thoughts over the happy ones, unless they’re so bad we bury them.
That’s so true. I’m reading a book right now on memory and it seems that we do remember hurtful memories easier than the good ones. That’s too bad, but it explains a lot!