Memories are a precious thing
They help you stand tall
During hardships
And remember those
Who have passed away

They give you smiles
They give you pain
Sometimes, it would
Be easier to forget everything

But sometimes
All that ties us to this earth
Are our memories

And they become even more precious
As time takes its toll on them
And they become scattered
Faded
And only the most influential survive
And you hope
When you die
Those memories
Of love
Of happiness
Of sorrow
Of hurt
Come with you
So once again
You can be tied to this earth
Through your memories.