The folded notes in my diary fell out
Evoking bittersweet memories in my heart
Cutting into my tender soul like a knife
Yet bringing a smile to my tear stained face
How does a forgotten memory have the power
To make me smile and cry at the same time?
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Written for; Tuesday Writing prompt: Write a poem using the words “notes”, “memory”, and “knife”
#Keepitalive
#TWP
Keep it alive 
Multiple neurons in the brain must fire in synchrony to create persistent memories tied to intense emotions, and memories linked with strong emotions often become seared in the brain.
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You’ve explained it much better than a scientist would. 👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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Striking chords, lovely
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Thanks a lot
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Memories can be awfully powerful. Lovely poem, Sadje.
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They can be. And despite our efforts to forget them, they linger
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Wonderful moments of memory. Well said.
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Thanks Anita. 💜
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Beautiful. Sorrow and joy both never forgotten. How the mind keeps its treasures for the right key.
Lovely writing Sadje. ✍️
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Thank you so much 💜
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You are most welcome 💐
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🥰😍
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So beautifully written..I could relate them with me too!!♥
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Thanks Kriti. 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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☺👍🏻
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🥰
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It is funny how that works Sadje. Beautiful poem.
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Thank you Greg. 🙏🏼
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A lot said in few lines. 👏👏
The last line resonates completely.
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Thanks a lot Komaljeet
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Most welcome 🙏
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😍
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That’s memories for you. Powerful. So good they don’t leave like people do
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Yup, always there at the back of the mind and popping up like unwanted visitors.
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Memories of love are often like that.
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Yes they are. Thanks 🙏🏼
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They do, The song Sweet Caroline (Neil Diamond), and Pressure (from Encanto) both make me smile and cry.
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Aww, I understand those feelings
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Beautifully penned, Sadje!
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Thanks Chaya
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Memories are beautiful and sometimes painful too….
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Exactly right. Thanks Tuba
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Pleasure…
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🙏🏼
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Well said.
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Thanks Raymond 🙏🏼
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Such a deep and powerful poem, so full of truth. Lovely, Sadje.
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Thank you so much my friend
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You’re welcome, Sadje. Always.
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😍
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beautiful Sadje!! 💞
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Thanks a lot my dear
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pleasure always! 💞
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👍🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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Beautiful, Sadje. Some memories have that power, dear.
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Yes, they do. Reminding us for happy times and people who have departed
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That’s true.
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💜💖💜
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This is how I feel as well when reading my old diary. I also cringe at the one I had back when I was in highschool hehe
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Yes, memories are like that.
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I was just going through some old pen pal papers… lost over several decades.
I’m sure that is less painful a loss than a love. 😉
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True, but losing a friend is painful too.
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Yes…
but loosing a friend that wasn’t a true friend – like breaking up with a boy-girlfriend that wasn’t nice… Sometimes people gently drift away. Like relatives that you don’t see often enough.
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Hmm…. Good analogy
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🙂
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A memory never has only one side. Emotions pour out. Love this, Sadje!
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Thanks a lot Sara
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A feeling that can’t be explained. But it’s good feeling.
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I know 😍
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That is a strong type of memory… well done!
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Thanks a lot Leigha 💖💖💖
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You are welcome.
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🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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When love is that deeply embedded, the joy of having experienced it gives us pleasure, but the memory of having experienced the loss brings us to our knees. Beautifully written, Sadje! ❤
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Thanks a lot Susi. Yes, very well said. ❤️
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You’re welcome, Sadje!
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