Is it that we forget?
Or we filter what
to remember?
Mem’ries of commiserations
and frets we had
how can those be left behind
when those made us tough?
Mem’ries of jovial faces
and laughter we had
how can those be left behind
when those made us happy?
Mem’ries of the sages
and losers we met
how can they be left behind
when they made us wise?
Is it that we forget?
Or we filter what
to remember?
My Sacred Words 
waiting for your new posts
well the opening and closing stanza is just great:-)
yeah I think so too 🙂