Sunday, February 18, 2024

there will come a time


There will come a time

Our physical bodies may decline

We can't walk or travel far

We will be bound to our disability

The photographs will be a solace

Turning the photo albums to remember

The faces and places once we traveled

Friends we knew; friends we had our laughter

The sins we might have committed

The love game we played and stole

Leaving scars behind or footprints in memories

The regrets of living; the echoes of bad vibrations

While sitting in a porch or garden

Sipping hot drinks admiring the glow

Remembering the footprints in memories

Of a time dare to do anything

There will come a time

We may not be able to walk

We will get stuck on disability

It's only memories bringing cheers

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