Good Memories Of The Past We Like To Retain

Good memories of the past we like to retain and from the mind them do not wish to sever
But the past as we know is in the past and in the past forever
But some like to stay in the past they do fear the tomorrow
From happier times they have lived through some mind happiness they borrow
They fear the life's journey ahead and have fear of growing older
The way we look at life one must suppose is in the mind of the beholder
I too fear life's journey ahead my better days behind me
From the Reaper no safe hiding place in time he too will find me
And though our better days to the forever long gone
The will to live helps us to keep on keeping on,
The saddest poor fellow who lives in the town of friends never seem to have any
Whilst the happy one seems to draw people to him and he is one who is known to many
Good memories of the past we do like to retain but the sad times we don't wish to remember
But we only can live in the here and the now and for all of us a last December.