Memory's Melody

Memory's Melody It sometimes seems As though time streams Through my mind In a parade of dreams Both cruel and kind I close my eyes And this time flies As if on wings People places...things My memory's music sings I can clearly see Names and faces And things that used to be In my memory's melody Of forgotten places From bygone times The rhythm and rhymes Of my mind's eye.. Fill life's spaces Streaming by Alas but a mystery... Or a meaning meant to be A signal...a sign for one to see A reminder from the past A life's lesson meant to last But who would know The secret science Of this ebb and flow And how could one prove Time's secret As it's on the move... For at once it's here But then it's gone We face the future And move on But again it moves into the past Not a second seems to last The only thing we know Like sand it's constant flow To some inevitable end Time's constant move Without pretend So we toil at our task The many questions not to ask That we will not regret our past After all it may just be It's but the memory That's meant to last