There is a book of memory
That lately keeps me company
There are no pages written down
No photos, slides or CD sound.
My book remembers days gone by
Where I have laughed or I did cry
Lost faces that no longer are
Have left to visit God afar.
We all must make that trip one day
And could use help along the way
Until the moment we are done
Those memories are what we’ve won !
Claire V. Bogdanos 