Three Ways of Looking Back...

Remember the times…

What a haunting phrase
The past is the past
Only trouble and sorrow lie ahead
A vast expanse of brokenness
emptiness and sadness in a
wasteland of too few memories 
and too many tasks. 
The desert is seemingly endless.

Remember the times!
The wonderful times
Laughing, loving, living.
Thank you Lord for a life
to remember. Beautiful memories
as plentiful as the wild flowers
that the border sign promises.
Colors, imaginations running
wild as they are meant to be.

Remember the times.

Times and events that can

never be replicated. Amazing times.

That is why we remember them 
so fondly and frequently.

Not to say “The good ‘ol days”

but to know so much is in store

for the future. There’s so much

to look forward to…