Old Memories

My memory walked along the pathway
of old times and days gone by.
I thought of many pleasant days
And times when I was spry-
I lost the last of all my doldrums-
As I walked down memories lane
Those paths were bright and shiny
Tho they'll never come again.
But then I thought of other pathways-
(which I'm happy they are gone!)
I'm glad that they are hidden
In the shadows of life's dawn.

by Catherine G. Curtis, D.C.

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