Memories of what once was
Day by day little bits of the places
that formed our memories crumble leaving only the memories.
These memories are perceived
differently by each involved but the significance of the loss is shared by all.
The never-ending evolution of the
world that we once loved is unavoidable;
our perception of its deterioration
is usually miniscule,
if we perceive it at all.
When something that we love is consumed
in an afternoon,
it brings the realization of just how
small we are in this infinite universe that we call home.
Our own mortality rises up,
if only for an instant,
shattering our illusion of safety.
We return to life but we wear the
change in the lines of our face and in the depths of our eyes.
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11/22/2010 12:47 PM
college essay writing wrote:
The best vacation I’ ve ever been on was to Las Vegas, Nevada. First of all, I had never been out of the Southeastern states. Nor, had I flown on an airplane. My husband and I flew from Atlanta to Las Vegas in four hours. We picked up a car that my husband bought before the trip. Then we went to see the sights. We stayed at the Paris which had a fantastic view from our hotel window. We could see the famous water show at the Bellagio, the Eiffel Tower and, the bright lights of the Las Vegas Strip. I...
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