Those Times That We Now Hold Most Dear

Those times that we now hold most dear, Are the ones that, year after year, We recall to our minds after Our jolly moments of laughter. Sometimes, they suddenly appear, Those times that we now hold most dear; When we are all gathered around Some old photographs that were found. They fade as time continues on, But they are never fully gone— Those times that we now hold most dear; The ones that bring us the most cheer. Those who were once young now grow old, And gather in the same household, As they remember and revere, Those times that we now hold most dear. © 2021