Memory Collector - Kelley Stoltz

The memory collector

The creak feeling

Takes you in and send you reeling

It’s your being in the simplest song

It’s the melody so strong

It won’t let you forgot

What it is that you’ve done

Between the brain and the blackboard

Every lesson

Right or wrong you know that you’re still guessing

And that shine hasn’t been replaced

It’ll hide in lines there on your face

They don’t let you forget

Where it was that you came from

It the cool air, late afternoon

Sitting alone there on the floor of my room

The fireplace crackles, down the hall

«Dinner's ready!», I hear Mother call

I remember your childhood hair

Flowing wild at the county fair

And how you’d ride on the Himalaya