Tamara Mehhook

 

Memories

Sometimes I am glued to Earth…

See every tear, every laugh, and every fist.

Sometimes my mind is flying above our world…

Hear every thought….

But even then I have no silence.

In my mind the violence I've seen…

In my mind…memories of heaven where I've been.

But memories are past…

And even though they last…

They can't replace the smell of heaven's grass.

They can't replace every tear…every laugh, and every fist that there I've had.

They're just memories.

I wish I was able to go back…

And feel home.

© 2016 Tamara Mehhook

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