Like droplets of time the come
Collect them and keep them

Many memories will be made
Gentle with roses and rough with thunder

Memories are what make us
Like patterns which have been etched
On our souls

Memories they are what keep us
Happy

Once we forget, the happiness
will be gone
Remember to collect them while they are here
When time has passed they will be gone
And all you have left is memories

As a river flows so shall your memories
Built up behind a dam let them free as
Desired for they are yours

The memories within will warm from within