When you’re young you think
that certain feeling, certain moment
will never be forgotten.
You believe that no one
can subtract a nebulous sunrise memory
the thrill of a stolen kiss,
a Caribbean swim warmth
You hope that your life will remain
forever chained to old friends
like the braided bracelet
they gave you as birthday present
long time ago.
But silver is not eternal
and the threads are so thin…
And suddenly you realize that
in the unstoppable flow of time
your memories fade away
like the morning mist
at the at the break of dawn.