This is the first poem I remember writing. It was for a contest. It didn't win.
(c) 1984 by Archie R. Whitehill
Memories, mirrors of the past, show us ways to the future.
Unlike mirrors, memories show truth tarnished by desire;
Memories reflect truth tarnished by the desires of the soul.
Some memories are reflected because events were good.
Some memories are reflected because events were to be good.
Memories, lights to the future, show us ways from the past.
Unlike lights, memories sometimes hide unpleasant scenes.
Memories brighten the path the soul wanted to traverse.
Some memories are bright because they were of shining times.
Some memories are bright because they were of times meant to shine.
Memories, paths connecting past and future, show life's purpose.
Unlike paths, memories can not be revisited except in dreams.
Memories connect events the soul has deemed worthy of remembrance.
Some memories are points on the path for their worthiness.
Some memories are points on the path for their potential.