happy memories - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing

Summer is a song, a most hearty serenade. Its music is written in blossom quavers, in busy honey bees. Then, for joy, of blessings-sake, comes the sweet carol of the birds. How I love them, this winged choir, chirping their dreams to listening ears: be they yours, be they mine, be they rabbit, mouse or shrew. And, should a light rain per-chance come by with its hither and thither watering, all the better, all the greener, all the gayer still! When August yawns into September, and September bows to Autumn-tide, these memories I’ll treasure as God’s own poetry.

The happy memory comes as divine deja vu, sitting in my synapses for a moment and resetting my mood to sunny days ahead.

The happy memory unfolds as the pages of a beloved childhood storybook.

With a carefree talent that echoes the joy of nature herself, the bird swoops toward the grass with a confidence that makes it a camera flash moment, a tiny fraction of time that etches itself into the happy memories.

It is the happy memories that sustain us, that carry us through the challenging times of loss, and remind us that our loving was important and worthwhile.

The happy memory comes as a welcome stranger through the door, suddenly present and lighting up the room with a smile.

White bells fill the meadows under a sun that beckons them to grow strong and beautiful. I can see them now, as if I were back in that time, in those early days of the renaissance.

Soft guitar music, the aroma a new loaf rising in the hot oven, and the sweet smile of my lover... happy memories have a way of saving when nothing else can.

The happy memories that nurture are forever the simple, the humble and everyday, the things that mother earth and heaven bestow.

The happy memories come as spring blooms, only ever needing an invitation from the sun.

The echoes of our summer days remain as flowers immune to winter chills.