From the embers of life lie memories
We remember each passing day,
Some, they come back to haunt us,
But the good ones we gladly save,
Life wouldn't be life without something,
To think back on from time to time,
Life wouldn't be life without photographs,
To look back through those days so fine.
The futures around the corner,
More memories are there to be made,
To look to a brighter future,
To live for those brighter days.
Jayne Louise Davies
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