Days like these
We soak up the sun.
Welcome cool little breezes
Whenever they come.
We seek out the company
Of those we hold dear.
Talk of 'old times, '
That bring on renewed cheer.
We sit and reflect
On the days ahead.
Speak of those who passed;
Now long dead.
'Remember when? '
Is a constant refrain.
Unlock past memories
Stored in our brains.
Laughter is good,
An elixir to our soul.
It brings out the love
That keeps us all sane.
Days like these
I stop and pause.
Look up at the sky
And say, 'Thank you Lord.'
On...days like these.
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