Let me start by saying we had some times
A tad bit crazy but the best in life
Not at all possible without her and I
Now all I want to do is sit and cry

That was so many years ago
Wishing in hindsight that I had known
The older I'd get the more I'd hang on
To what we had that is now long gone

"She's the girl I can't remember to seem to forget"

I pass the park of our first kiss
The cool mountain lake where I taught her to fish
Then afterwards we skinny dipped
Bringing memories back of all we did

Friday dances till we thought we'd drop
Saturday movies holding hands in the dark
Sundays at the soda shop
These are the things I think about

"Of the girl I can't remember to seem to forget"

Though the years have been good to me
She still invades my memory
Yesterday is as clear as can be
Playing games in its tease

The flashbacks that don't seem to quit
Guess I best get used to it
Taking all I have till there's nothing left
Ever since the day I met

"The girl I can't remember to seem to forget"

Count your age by friends, not
years and count your life by smiles,
not tears and know that time you
enjoy wasting is not really wasted
and the rest of your life could be the
best of your life because you never
get too old to be young and life may
not be the party you hoped for but
while you are here, you should dance.

In youth we learn, in age we understand,
no matter how hard life is, and don't
lose hope, just fill your heart with what's
important and be done with it, and love
those random memories that make you
smile, no matter what's going on in your
life right now, and work in silence, letting
your message be your noise.

Love the life you live and live the life
you love knowing life is to be enjoyed,
not just endured, and do things that
move you because life is too short to
wait, so be happy knowing that every
day is a new beginning and take a
deep breath and start again, and don't
chase people, be yourself, and do your
own thing, working hard, because if
you do, the  right people, the ones who
really belong in your life, will come
to you and stay.

The idea is to die young as late as
possible, so forgive yourself, again and
again and again, as many times as it
takes to find peace, and people will
love you, people will hate you, and
none of it will have anything to do
with you so no matter how hard it is,
don't lose hope, realizing that character
like a photograph, develops in the dark
and know that something that can't be
done is just something that hasn't been
done before.
                                                      Jon York     2016

I feel an enormous serenity - floating in some lover's limbo.

Spectate the scene in silhouette.

While bittersweet coffee cuddles my palette.

I can finally breathe.

So why do I feel like a survivalist?

On a long haul where perceptions hinder.

For now I stay floating.

If the stars did die
I wouldn't mind
If my eyes went blind
I couldn't find

Strolling the darkness
With souls like yours
Hearing the whisper
That binds us further

But
If the stars are bright
I'm grateful
If I can see light
I'm aware
If I can hear voice
I'm at ease