Memories of the Past

So many memories,
I don't know where to start.
So many memories,
Flowing through my gentle heart.

My mother as sweet as cake,
Never makes a single mistake.
My mother as loving as a cat,
And as warm as a mat.

My father as protective as a guard,
And I can open him like a card.
My father as kind as a bird,
Someone who is always heard.

My cat as quiet as a tree,
But fierce and often scratches me.
My memories are strong,
And nothing ever goes wrong.