A thousand words said,
And a thousand unsaid
A million thoughts go unread
Only a few memories stay embed
The sands of time that never cease to trickle
Layering up a mind ever so fickle
Standing out moments priced well beyond a nickle
Reminiscences that tend to render the heart a tickle
A memory that speaks a thousand words
Yet some pass by absolutely unheard
And a thousand unsaid
A million thoughts go unread
Only a few memories stay embed
The sands of time that never cease to trickle
Layering up a mind ever so fickle
Standing out moments priced well beyond a nickle
Reminiscences that tend to render the heart a tickle
A memory that speaks a thousand words
Yet some pass by absolutely unheard
And there are some that are meant to be stirred
Try as you can, they are not meant to be reword.