The Candle Of Time
Burns

Sometimes I relive old memories
Those that were pleasant for me
Are the ones that make me smile
Others that would make me cry
I try to let those memories be.

It seems the older I have become
The more memories come to my mind
Of long ago days when I was young
When I believed nothing would ever change
I was completely unaware of passing time.

The days of my youth have passed
I am aware nothing lasts forever
Each stage of my life is what I make it
I have acknowledged and accepted
Stages in life change like the weather.

The candle of time burns.....

Ralph L. Clark © 2001