Friday, August 2, 2013

Precious Memories

Vintage! 
Her fingers danced gracefully across the ivory keys. She lifted her head and closed her eyes letting her hands freely skip down the keys. She smiled to herself.
Beautiful music filled the room. She grinned even wider at the memories the music brought. Memories of when all seemed perfect.
She sighed. She missed them.
She missed those wonderful moments when everything seemed perfect. 
She opened her eyes and her hands slowly slid off the piano. She looked up at her music and turned the page to yet another song. 
She smiled again. This song brought make more memories, she began to play, her heart beating in tune with the music. She opened her mouth and she began to sing. Memories, wonderful memories unfolded in her mind. She smiled. 

Precious memories, unseen angels
From somewhere to my soul
How they linger ever near me
And the sacred scenes unfold


Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious sacred scenes unfold


Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear

 As I travel on life’s pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul


Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious sacred scenes unfold 



Fictional story based off picture//lyrics from the song Precious Memories

Brittney Johnson is just your average (and crazy) teenage girl serving an extraordinary God. She loves reading amazing books, writing stories, and dreaming about someday publishing a book. She loves to blog and would be so glad if you read her posts, comment, and maybe even follow

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