THE MEMORY
Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2015 8:04 am
THE MEMORY
Entwined within synapses, buried deep within the mind,
there hides a childhood mem'ry, near impossible to find.
Lying dormant, soundly sleeping, sign that reads 'Do Not Disturb',
it is but a distant mem'ry, one you may kick to the curb.
It has found its bed and lodgings in far reaches of the brain,
stored away yet not forgotten, though not likely seen again.
Until one day there's a happenstance, a sight, a sound, a smell,
that wakes up a sleeping mem'ry, like the tinkling of a bell.
With a start it sits up straight in bed, excited to be called
and dresses up to look it's best, for now it is quite old.
With spruced up hair and makeup, and a suit aimed to impress
it rushes to the frontal lobe, where you might rightly guess
it has it's moment in the sun, embellished just a tad,
then job well done, it scurries home, and crawls back into bed.
Copyright (c) Allan Cropper December 2015
Entwined within synapses, buried deep within the mind,
there hides a childhood mem'ry, near impossible to find.
Lying dormant, soundly sleeping, sign that reads 'Do Not Disturb',
it is but a distant mem'ry, one you may kick to the curb.
It has found its bed and lodgings in far reaches of the brain,
stored away yet not forgotten, though not likely seen again.
Until one day there's a happenstance, a sight, a sound, a smell,
that wakes up a sleeping mem'ry, like the tinkling of a bell.
With a start it sits up straight in bed, excited to be called
and dresses up to look it's best, for now it is quite old.
With spruced up hair and makeup, and a suit aimed to impress
it rushes to the frontal lobe, where you might rightly guess
it has it's moment in the sun, embellished just a tad,
then job well done, it scurries home, and crawls back into bed.
Copyright (c) Allan Cropper December 2015