Memories Unspoken, by Ottilia W.

I am from a home stuck like glue
And a house full of memories
I was torn from one home and one world
And yet I found myself in another
Another home and another world
A new home to laugh in
A new world to dream in
My life was rebuilt
And yet my thoughts still lingered in that forgotten wood
My heart racing and the laughter of a forgotten friend
And I still remember bits and pieces of my past life
A wind whispering in my ear
Though some are clearer than others
But those memories belong to another life
Sure I look through them once or twice
But they are not part of my life
I lie in a bed of memories
That speak to me day and night
They are wisps of my past that help me remember
Who I am
I am from all these things and more
I am a budding new leaf on my family tree
But one question still lingers in my mind
Where do I go from here?

Ottilia W. moved to the Roanoke Valley before starting at Cave Spring High School as a 9th grader. Her interests include writing poetry, reading, and playing scrabble. She looks forward to further expanding her writer's portfolio.