Remember the Good Times

I was looking through

Old photographs today

Through teary eyes and

Smiles and laughs and grins.

How many fools we suffered

In our time and toil.

How many lifetimes did

We live back then.

The people, pets and places

Of our precious past

Captured in a two-dimensional world

Come rushing back to fill my

Conscious memory,

Charging forth with

Battle flag unfurled.

The many who have met

Their sleep before us,

To claim affinity, so bittersweet.

But focus not the heartache

Of our parting

Or lay the grief of anguish at my feet.

Instead I will remember

All the good times,

The joy, the love so easily defined.

Then I can place my head

Upon my pillow

With gentle reminiscent

Peace of mind.