Memories of past

Memories living out Hidden behind mama's curtains Shades of brown gleaming behind the family portraits eyes Family outings planned to perfection Imperfect recollections from auntie Betty Who really isn't auntie and comes around once a year Grandpa laughs at jokes told by no one I am made to believe that he is a spiritual being Connected to this place through Astral projection Sometimes I wonder is he really here or is it all a lucid dream Tip toeing to hide all the secrets that slowly rolls out the back pocket of uncle Joe He was never one to keep his yap shut Memories living out In its own time Space beats reality Frozen as the portraits hanging up to dry.