In My Visualizations

In my visualizations old friends i do meet
As i walk on the streets in the Town of Millstreet
And since i have last seen them they have not aged a day
In my mental images of them as they were they do stay
And though few things in life ever does seem to last
I often do think of my friends of the past
Good memories of past friends with me does remain
And in my flights of fancy i see them again
Nostalgia no longer has me close to tears
Though i often think back on the now long gone years
But time has left me feeling and looking old and grey
And the biological clock ever ticking away
It has been many years since my hair was dark brown
In my physical best years near old Millstreet Town.