Beloved Memories

Just as the days are swept away in a light breeze

I chose to halt and back track my life through a haze.
I could see all those fields, places and friends,
And all the fun I had as a child which never ends.
We laughed and cried at the silliest of things
Those are the memories that I could live with

Even if whole of my memory cells are eaten up
By age or the smoke that could be my death cup.