Memories...

I gave her the memories of my past
Although she was not there
Now when I reflect back
There is no memories to share

I gave her pictures
Of her little girl
The one she promised
But was unable to keep the word

My father I feel for now
When there is no visual memory in sight
The only ones he has left
Are the ones in his mind

When I am older
What will my children say
When they ask about my childhood
And I have no response at bay

I will keep my children's memories
So they can share all of their stories, unlike me
For me it's not so much the past as it is the future
Because I can't change the cards I was given
I can only lay my hand down
Thanks to Jesus for my Salvation
To Him I will give my crown