A memory flutters
Sometimes
When I have forgotten
It goes, buzzes around
Till I try to catch it
Till I try to grasp it
In my hands
In my scarred, trembling hands
Only for it to vanish
Just leaving a whisper of laugh behind.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
A memory flutters
Sometimes
When I have forgotten
It goes, buzzes around
Till I try to catch it
Till I try to grasp it
In my hands
In my scarred, trembling hands
Only for it to vanish
Just leaving a whisper of laugh behind.
What a brilliant way to sum up what we all go through at times.
This made me feel like I’m not alone when words on the tip of a tongue, as you say … Only for it to vanish … just when you thought you had it.