The Old Songs
When the lows are low and I feel alone
I just play all the old songs
Old friends who stop by to say hello
make me feel like I belong
Always sweet and familiar
They remind of better times
They gently guide my footsteps
when life is a difficult climb
The old songs are dependable
and never far away
Never too busy to share their time
To comfort a lonely day
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2017
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