We have memories of happy times.
We store these memories and that is fine.
These are portraits of light and love.
They are tied to our consciousness like a tight fitting glove.
They are portraits etched in the deep recesses of the mind.
Each and everyone is categorised and called upon a special time.
These works of art are pure light and joy.
Everyday we capture some images like a bright and pure alloy.
The memories of the past, present are always near.
There are some pictures we hold very sacred and dear.
When you are sad, look to the future, but more importantly look to the past.
In these bright microseconds, there is an eternity that will last.
© Andrew Pell 9/05/08