Replay, A Poem by Rebecca Moll

If there’s a way,
To hold the day,
To freeze a feeling,
Recall true meaning:

Perhaps a photo,
A video to play,
A collection to keep,
Summary the day.

Yet, I find them short,
In remembering true,
The feeling flat,
Devoid of hue.

Deep inside,
We know the way,
Networks designed,
For memory’s play.

A sense of trust,
The freedom to be,
Within ourselves,
The only key:
To remember,
Recall,
Revisit,
The real Me.

Rebecca Moll
7-2-2018