Magical Memories
Lovely little memories,
floating through my mind.
Sparkling bits of laughter,
Little drops of sadness,
rainbows full of joy.
Sweetly perfumed memories,
like violets in the grass,
a firefly out of nowhere,
leads me through the past.
Shooting stars are fleeting,
like loved ones long ago.
But they are magical memories,
because we make them so.