The memories remain with me of the places i've been
And the people i've met and the beauty i've seen
We physicaly age every year past our prime
But the best of good memories live on in time
The good and not good memories we garner on life's way
A journey that has to end for us one day
And since time it does seem is catching up on me
So much of the World i never will see
Yet i do live far south of the place of my youth
From the old rushy fields where my manhood took root
People to my life come and go but the memories with me will stay
For as long as i live till my last night and day
Of the people i have met and the places to i have been
Yet so little of the World i can claim to have seen.
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