The sad ghosts from my past,
Come back to haunt me at last.
Somehow I knew they always would,
It’s simply something I understood.
Because life happens in cycles as we spin around,
Sometimes you’re lost and at other times you’re found.
So revel in those happy moments like they’re made of gold,
So precious to have and so dear to hold.
Because when sadness peeks in like it sometimes will do,
Hold fast to those happy moments until you can change your point of view.
Wrap them around you like a favorite blanket so snug,
And loose yourself in the sweetest kind of hug.
Memories of those special moments tucked away for a day like this,
When your heart is a bit sore and things are amiss.
Laugh through your tears until you see your rainbow up high,
Then you can turn the page on your rain and say goodbye.
~ Strawberry Angel ~ February 17, 2014 ~
Photo ~ The Long Silence ~ By: Niive Leggilja