So many memories they tend to cloud my mind Smells of the food cooking in the kitchen Family gathered— ready and at attention So many memories they tend to cloud my mind I remember when we used to play in the park I remember when our Grandma told us to be in before dark So many memories they tend to cloud my mind Sounds of laughter at Christmas time I remember when we used to wait up for Santa We were threatened with pepper in the eyes Remember that? Scared into sleepiness because our young minds didn’t know any better With the morning sun, we rise and shine to open presents together So many memories they tend to cloud my mind I remember these memories represented our close knit bond People grow People change I guess it’s naivety to think it would forever stay the same It’s the memories we cherish and should hold them close Keeping the people near and dear that we love the most Because there will come a time when the reaper must stake his claim We never invite him, but it doesn’t matter because he already has the name He may come in quick or take his time, but when he comes it leaves us blind Blinded by hurt Blinded by pain Blinded by the fact we will never see our loved one again Blinded by the new memories of a new type of hurt—a new type of pain Then the memories overflow and fill the frontal lobe-the part of the brain where memories and speech are controlled You become speechless because you become filled and overwhelmed with the loss Family comes together to comfort each other You haven’t seen some in years—it’s been so long since you’ve seen them you want to burst out in tears. Kids have grown and don’t look the same So handsome and beautiful, but you don’t remember their names That’s how long—how long it’s been Again, it’s a shame. You ask, “Why does it take death to bring the family together again?” Then, in an instant, tears begin to form in the wells of your eyes You realize how things have really changed and you don’t quite understand why So many memories they tend to cloud my mind I remember that there is a need to change the timeline I remember when I decided to finally say Don’t let the family, your blood, fade away Embrace each other Love each other Motivate each other Cherish each other Protect each other Keep each other Continue to make memories—no matter how old we get Make sure the family remains close knit
Yep, so many memories they just tend to cloud my mind Family should always be together—until the end of time.