Remember it all
In endless recall
Singing the old songs
As it all rolls on
Each word of good cheer
Made so it will endear
Happy or sad times
As it all is so fine
Did they know it when new
What it would mean to you
As it plays in your head
Memories of these times are fed.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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