My eyes may not see clearly now,
As they did years ago...
I may not move my bones as fast,
And have to take it slow.
 
But all the memories that I made,
Are neatly filed away...
To be remembered and looked at,
In light of each new day.
 
Sometimes I have to search a bit,
For special one to find...
Still it is there and will emerge,
With effort from my mind.
 
I pass the hours of lonely days,
By doing what works best...
Sift through the memories that I've filed,,
Then put them back to rest.
 
Those memories can bring a smile,
With things that I remember,
Kept from the spring time of my life,
Warm me in Life's December.
 
(c)  Loree (Mason) O'Neil
Midi playing is:  As Long As I Live
 
 
 

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