|Reviewed by Sharon Lockwood
|Beautifully written!!! :))|
|Reviewed by Art Sun
|Some memories fade away, some never go away and some we wish to keep...
a very nice write.....
|Reviewed by Kathryn Collins
|Dear Lisa -
No forgetting = pain and joy. One wave after another. Beautiful.
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|A write full of heart and soul, sends a wonderful and positive message...enjoyed!
|Reviewed by d. krusky
|How absolutely true "No, we can't forget; Nor should we try; Nor, should we want too." To do so would be to give up on life, mankind, humanity. A super write with a wonderful message! Keep up the great writing!
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
I've have always loved your sincerity. Outstanding and memorable write my friend. Blessings Always, Paul.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Very beautifully intense write that pays tribute to ones that we don't say thank you to enough. Well done Lisa and good to see you back on the board again. I have missed your words...so wise.
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Lisa, you have written a most beautiful piece from within your heart and soul, gracing us with powerful words of wisdom and past memories.....
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Welcome back: no one writes more beautiful, meaningful, compassionate poetry such as you; you honor the spirits of those lost with dignity. The entire poem, especially the last sentance, is spot ON. Well done.
(((((HUGS))))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Wonderful! So nice to see you back, Lisa; you've been missed! Welcome back!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by George Thompson
|Hold on to those memories for as long as you can. The older you get, the more difficult it becomes to remember them all.
|Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper
|Lisa, your poem is beautiful. Holding on to those memories gives us a bridge to all we have been, to all we have become, and to all we have known. They are an extension of our personal universe, and from that perspective we should cherish them--even the bad things because they have taught us lessons that made us grow.
Now, for a bit of witticism: When you get my age and the memories start hiding in the cavities of your mind, you will ponder and wish like the devil you could recall all those precious memories.
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|Memories can be precious or painful Lisa but it's for sure we can't control their march through our mind. Powerful write, good to read you again.