The most prized possessions
That I could ever own,
Are the memories that I've collected;
They are mine and mine alone.
No one can ever take from me
The days I spent with friends by the sea.
Or the night I caught my very first fish,
And turned it into a sumptuous dish;
The many times I danced the night away,
Newly found friends that I knew were here to stay;
A smile from a stranger so many years ago,
A dedication from my sister at a Karaoke show;
The wonder of nature, a walk in the rain,
The memory of a lost love and all its pain;
The birth of my nephew, then later with his first toy,
A kiss from my husband when he was just a boy;
But the most precious memory- the one that is the best,
Is the comfort of my Mother as she held me against her breast.
 

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By: Jenni Kalicharan

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