Precious memories linger on Of thoughts we had once upon A time when life appeared to be So very innocent and carefree. Just like a book of dreams I hold Within my hand memories of old Faded from the pages of time But still theses memories will always be mine. Lingering in the very deep Of heartfelt thoughts I long to keep As I turn the pages of my life And watch my history come alive. So much has gone and much has been But still there's so much more to see, And as I learn to reflect upon Within these memories I belong. Precious memories that linger here Still somehow do bring a tear As I look back on every trace I feel the memories and embrace. For nothing is more precious than The dreams that we hold in our hands, And as the pages of my life Keep turning throughout time. © Christina 11th September, 2004 "This simple poem is about memories....Memories of loved ones or of days gone by.   Memories live forever in our minds, where they remain alive always.   No matter what pages of history have turned or passed our memories will always remain deep within us forever.... For precious memories linger always."