Memories

memories of memories …imperfect and surreal copies made of copies of …a loss that I should feel photographs and traces of …the one who was my world black and white reminders of ... a pretty little girl questions ask me questions ...but answers don't reply the echoes of a silent heart ...can never tell me why the gray and faded image ... the mother she became what do we have in common .. beyond our common name a tattered family bible ... a note made by her hand pieces of a strangers past ... that I don't understand if l ask the questions . ... will answers that I find restore the faded image in ... the bottom of my mind memories of memories …imperfect and surreal copies made of copies of ... a loss I’ll always feel © Copyright 2004 Wayne D. Neighbors