How I treasure them so.
For they will be gone.
Forever not to return.
The future years will not be so.
As I prepare for the battles ahead.
Oh, the times of my life.
They are buried in my heart.
As too many memories have been stacked.
How do I get them to rush back.
Like they used to before.
Man’s soul rises in anticipation.
Tranquility is within me.
Throughout the ups and downs of living.
And so onward I carry.
To the brighter future.
I’ll see you again.
May it be with smiles.
All my friends of old.