Memories Exist ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

Time forgets, but I remember.
Memories exist in my eyes.
Promises made in the dark
still echo through the empty halls of my mind.
My days used to be about castles and dreams.
Now they are filled with green tambourines.

On a cloud covered morning
I walk alone through the void,
looking for meaning of all my wild thoughts.
I’m still a believer in what’s meant to be,
I just want to know where it will lead.

Whatever it takes, I will find my way out.
Leave a light on for me,
’cause I’m coming home.

In the morning when I wake
The sun will shine through.
My loneliness will be over
and my dream will come true.

~The Tennessee Poet~
©Walt Page 2019 All Rights Reserved

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  1. Put a light on in the window, indeed.
    Walt, your poem is rich with memories
    iconic and persistent.
    A green tambourine from a time almost,
    but never forgotten . . .

    “Drop your silver in my tambourine
    Help a poor man fill his pretty dream
    Give me pennies, I’ll take anything
    Now listen while I play
    my green tambourine” ~ The Lemon Pipers

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