Recollections Poem by Hazel June Hooper

We can sometimes draw the curtain, the veil to yesteryear,
Revelations of our lifetime; the joys, the smiles, the tears.
Recollections are like stairways through the ages,
Reflecting pain and pleasure, as we turn the pages,
Like chapters in a book, each one reveals a different look.
Happiness that we can't measure -
Heart break and regret that we recall at leisure;
Magical moments we try to recapture,
But always sweet memories to treasure.
If we look back across the span of yeas,
Only the joy will linger, not the tears;
Maybe this is nature's way of being kind,
To have our life rewritten by the hands of time.