We all keep a scrapbook, in our mind,
Added to, with the passage of time;
The people we've met,
and the things we've done,
The sad times too, and all the fun,
For us to remember, and to also share,
All the events, that have been filed there.
And many hours, can be spent,
looking through the scrapbook,
at the places we went;
At the faces of loved ones, we hold dear,
The memories stored there, still so clear.
The scrapbook that is stored, in our mind,
Is the one thing with us,
till the end of our time.

2002 Loree (Mason) O'Neil

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