Kevin Miles

Where do fond memories hoard-

Untouched by times' ugly sword

Where is the sanctuary of the mind?

There is only yourself- nothing else you find

What fortress temple stands against time?

Where there is no moth, rust or lime

What piece of consciousness never grows old,

The same as a child- and fond memories hold?

What place in the heart is timeless-

To record your life in effervescence or shyness

Is there so much to learn in growing 50 plus

For I believe our philosophies are within us

We cannot forget for our existence is culmination

-Of everything we live for in desperation

Every thought and desire contributes to the current time

So everything is remembered by your present, and fate align