|Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson
|Superb writing and emotion. Our memories play such a vital role in our present and future, for the past is what we have become. Each person, place or thing that has touched our lives, has given credence to who we are today. This poem was penned with true style and grace.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|oh, this is so sad! hope you are okay!
you listen to your mom; she knows what is best! (wish I still had my mom; but she's been dead 14 years now, and i still miss her like CRAZY!! you be good to her as long as she is around; you are so lucky to still have your mom!!)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :(
a note to susan, your mom:
You take care of that lovely daughter of yours, okay??
|Reviewed by Susan de Vegter
The heart is the mostversatile organ we have. It is larger than any treasure chest and still, once we think it is full...it has more room. Our memories go there and when we least expect them they will peek out upon a rainy afternoon and entertain us for hours. Your old friends are good parts of your heart. They will always be frames of you in everyday life too. Don't forget that!
I love you!
R & me send you hugs.
|Reviewed by Kevin Mc Crum (Reader)
|Excellent work. You have captured some intense feeling here.
Very well metered and the flow is first rate! Good use of words and image. Nostalgia well done!
|Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)
|Every moment makes a new memory...I love the melancholic tone this poem sets into and the way it talks with brooding feel...|