She’d lost it, and, she’d found it again, a treasure map of her memories…
A treasure map of her memories, she’d left for us, and now, it’ll be, up to us all, to help find the memories BACK for her, because she couldn’t manage it on her own, as her memories are slowly, getting lost, like those grains of sands seeping through that hourglass.
A treasure map of memories, everything IS hidden now, as she’s remembering less, and less by the day, and I’m sure, that one day, ALL of those memories that are so dear to her on her treasure map will all be taken away, and, there’s NOTHING I can do, but, I can surely, help her capture the memories, put it in the freeze frames of life, for her to hold on to.
A treasure map of memories, that, is all I have left, and, NOT all memories are good ones still, there are, a LOT of awful things from my past, that I hoped I couldn’t recall, well, perhaps, I should, set ALL of those aside, on an alternative map, and I’ll bury it in the sandy beaches somewhere, for some STUPID DUMB pirates to find, and, when those pirates finally came for my not-so-good memories, boy, oh boy, will they be IN, for a HUGE surprise or what!