I had to do a creative writing piece for one of my grad classes. This piece started out as me just writing about my longing that pensieves actually existed. If morphed into this and I kind of like it. My love for Harry Potter definitely shines through and I thought that I would share it with you, even if you think its silly. :)
A Pensieve Memory
Memories we cling to
We long to remember
Some are ever fleeing
Some are forever beating
What we have, we do not want
What we want, we can not have
Gone like the wind
Here to stay always
What if there was another way
A way to see that special day
Remember what was once forgot
Somewhere in that magic pot
A Pensieve would do the trick
Too bad that takes magic
A place where memories float
Waiting to surface hope
But alas magic we have not
And without it no memory pot
A Pensieve remains a dream
And in time, a memory
