Last Dance and Remembering

Last dance and remembering… One more year gone Another page is turned Looking like a yearbook photo That has me concerned What is there left to do What is there left to say If another year comes faster Than this one went away? Each year I take a minute To look through a folder of mine “Personal” is the label on the faded cover But I wonder if there’s a sign… Of longing to remember All of the good times I framed In news clippings – pictures now faded By time that’s been claimed. So will you dance with me? And walk with me this one last time Through this year of love lost and won And then through years gone by. After all, we may not ever Go back home again But there is a tiny, fleeting solace in Taking time to remember when