I am the keeper of memories
the holder of treasured ornaments
of this time, this moment, this place.
I cherish each thought, each sound, each story.
I bury them deep within to ponder in my heart
like Mary of old.
(Praise God for her precious example to behold!)
I will not understand each moment now,
I pray for the future as it steps steadily towards us.
I will share these memories, these tokens,
with you later, my child.
Together we will ponder and fathom what great love
our Father has for you.