Reminisce the little things

When I’m alone at night,

I reflect back , on the sight,

That sight is like a clip replaying in my mind,

Memories I’m forgetting to find,

A safe place to store it in my head,

But it replays over and over when I’m in bed,

Sometimes when I’m alone my mind reflects,

On the amazing little things , I tend to forget,

Like brushing my teeth with my brothers ,

Or the sweet voice of my mother,

I miss those little moments,

As I replay the main components,

Of my life I miss the little ones,

The simplest ones that wouldn’t be the same re-done,

I can’t go back to the game

Nights,

I can just replay the core sights,

That makes me smile,

As I reminisce the moments while,

I’m alone,

Every moment is a memory and a mile stone.