*Written on 8.14.2018 by Bella L.

Memories
Scattered like photographs
Across the bedroom floor
I wonder if its too late
To gather up some more
Pen hits paper
Browning at the edges
As I trace words once known
I wonder what I’ll remember
When I’m old and grown
Remember
Remember
Hold onto joys
Wrap up your sorrows
For who knows what I’ll remember
Or how I’ll remember
My tomorrows