Memory Lane

Memory Lane


I sit gazing at pictures.

Pictures of my life

Like my first steps.

Or perhaps my first love.

I think to myself, those were the good ole days.

These pictures progress on over my mind.

I close the book.

I think of how far I’ve come…


I realize now what I once had,

What ever happened to those good ole days?

When life was simple and enjoyable?

The world could benefit from a trip down memory lane.


A TBT-from the early 90s


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