Memories floating across endless meadows.
So chase a memory as if it were a skittish butterfly because
Memories come and go, never stopping to rest
On a pretty flower.
And if you catch a memory, make sure it's not black.
That only symbolizes your worst nightmares.
You will realize that your life was bare and
Bereft of happiness.
You'll stop and look at your serene surroundings
And realize, death is bare too.
Because nothing is sincere in life and death.
Barbie Marsh