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Mind's Eye

Mind's Eye

Ā 
Looking through the windows
of my mind
I remember all my sorrow
and all of my joy
Ā 
it’s not always easy
to open these windows
sometimes I need a reminder
to keep them well-greased
after all
memory is a true miracle
isn’t it?
therefor well worth the maintenance
Ā 
the imagery that I see inside
can be a powerful minefield
choosing to run away or face my fears
confronting my very own ghosts
and things that haunt me
Ā 
opening my memoirs
to moments of joy
that I wouldn’t change for anything
closing to those
that I wish to forget forever
Ā 
if I keep hope fresh
deep within my mind
oiled well,
I can achieve anything.

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Marion

Always a beautiful write from you Shirley and this one is no different...I love the way it reads as if you are sharing a confidence. x

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Shirley Harrison

Thank you so much dear Marion, always a pleasure to see you dear Poetess. 🌹 

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Lorna

Ooh I love this, really relatable Shirley..we all as writers use our minds eye so frequently..your imagery is really eloquent ...well doneĀ 
lorna xx

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Shirley Harrison

Thank you so much dear Lorna, I got very lucky with my art, thank you so much. šŸ¤— 🌹

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