Elusive as mist through the trees
The more you reach
The further it recedes.
Memories of times gone by
Happiness with sadness combined.
These are what make me
Who I am,
Yet as time moves on
The harder they are to retain.
Help me remember,
Don’t let me lose myself.
For if I can’t remember who I am,
How can I become the person
That is me?
Copyright 2015 Heidi Barnes
The prompt if from Writing Outside the Lines #19. Go take a look at the other wonderful writings and maybe try out a few of the prompts. See where your muse takes you. 🙂
To See What I See 
How true this is Heidi … I think that is why I like your writing so much … the truth is there and to me that is what makes for good writing! XXXOOO
Thank you. I try. 🙂
Heidi … you captured the prompt beautifully and also my thoughts and feelings … stunning!
Thank you. 🙂
Always;)