Stirred Memories

Memories,
play hide and seek.
Some to be cherished
and some bitter.
Why is there no control,
Over something invisible,
With no shape , size
colour or smell?
Quite enchanting how,
it makes us laugh,
cry and sometimes,
makes us smile.
And when we leave
this world behind,
its only memories,
that keep us alive,
in the hearts
of our loved ones.
To be missed,
and to be loved.