Remember the Time . . .

Memories come and memories go Always we get caught up in what they do Mostly the good for the bad we ignore But we glorify it all forget the core Simply put our memories run havoc Making our tearstained eyes like rock Depressed we feel after thinking at times And happy we get at each old dime Alas we miss our very present sunshine Looking back upon the longlost vines Advice I give to you each in good humour Look into the present don't forsake the future!