REMINISCING

Sol Finkelman (solthesage@geniepub.com)
Thu, 07 May 1998 16:41:33 -0400 

REMINISCING

With friends we love to reminisce,
Old times are always seen as bliss;
All pain and anguish disappear,
And modern times are seen as drear.

Our memories are quite select,
With garlands ancient times bedecked;
All problems we did then resolve,
No turpitude did they involve.

Old times are always halcyon,
We all regret that they are gone;
But luckily we're past that stage,
We all forget, beset by age.

Sol the Sage

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