Itís nearly the end of the year again, reminding me how time flies. Remembering the time gone by I realise thirty years have passed and it seems as though it was yesterday. The memories are good and bad. Each brings back musical tunes, smells, tastes, feelings like in the here and now. Reminiscing has its therapeutic value even when it involves grief.
how good to remember that tune
ďand they call it puppy loveĒ
brings back the feeling
exactly how it was then
nevertheless my heart flutters now
as it did when I first heard that song
yet it was decades ago