It Was What It Was

Memories make you smile or cry

They can be hidden for years gone by

And then out of the blue, they pop in your head

Sometimes you laugh, other times you wish you were dead.

You get the dusty scrapbook out

You stretch on the couch and look about

You suddenly remember something you’d forgot

That favorite word or forget me not.

Memories can be the most beautiful things

Or they can turn and make your heart sting.

But isn’t that what’s part of getting old

We can live for today or remember the story told

.Written by,Terry Shepherd09/28/2021