Metaphysical Poem

Living begins with only blank space,
A band full of hope and yet to be strung.
Facing openly the world and readying for the race,
Many obstacles follow and each one is hung
Ever so carefully on the string.

While every day passes by and disappears,
The links composing the bracelet lengthen
Each memory held while we pass through the years
And with every past dream a new charm is given.

But eventually the bracelet will fall,
But none of the charms will break.
Through remembering we bring back it all
And help take the sorrow from those in our wake.