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Memory
Never future; always past
Looking back; holding fast
Images printed on the brain
Some bring pleasure; others, pain
Twist, mold, shape and scar
Memories make us what we are
Now—a temporal, fleeting flash
Tomorrow—just beyond our grasp
Eyes unseeing, knowledge veiled
The future met in blind travail
The memory life line held in tow
Guides us where we cannot know
Thrust into the flow of time
A helpless, mapless, sightless mime
Memory, a blessed help indeed
A gift of God in time of need
© 2006 Rita L. Betti
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