The Tide of Memories

Memories rising and sinking,
Like the tide that’s never shrinking,
Some come back with a forceful wave,
Others quietly find their grave.

Echoes of laughter and tears,
Moments of joy and fears,
All washed away by time,
Leaving behind a rhythm divine.

A symphony of life’s journey,
Played by the waves so ferny,
The tide of memories never ends,
A reminder of all life’s bends.

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