Sunday, January 12, 2014

I Did Think My Past

I did think my past was in the forever gone
But wherever i go to it does follow on
In the memory bank of my mind suppose it will stay
For as long as i live till my last night and day
I was a boy of the fifties this is going back in time
And it has been awhile since i was in my physical prime
The passing of time has left me walking slow
Every year on us telling as older we do grow
The past may be gone but the memories of it remain
And often in memory i return to it again
In a faraway town as i walk on the street
Old friends from the past i often do meet
And we greet with a handshake and a friendly hello
The old friend and me of the Seasons ago.

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