there is a memory by georgia pugh

there is a memory

trapped inside my mind

it can’t get out

it cant make itself known

it always sat in the back row

it never said a word

it was forgotten

a memory, merely a memory

it could be a photo in a box

covered in dust from the years

it waits to be discovered

a picture, merely a picture

there was a memory

it’s been freed from my mind

it made itself known

it made me kneel down and cry.

18/02/08