Nostalgia

Past memories and back flashes, Sweet reminders that well up the eyes, On the morning afters, Of the last nights, When one wishes hopefully, Hopes wishfully, To hold the power of time at ransom, To relive those moments, At will, on a whim, On a dime, at the drop of a hat, But sadness is inspiring, Happiness is relative, Both bring to light, The true situation at hand, To love, to hate, To cry, to laugh, We all miss and long for, These memories that represent, Who we are, our identity.