" It's now Friday night i'm walking through the park
thinking how we never made it to our time of reminiscing.
I can still hear the lyrics of the  great Little River Band in our time,
and how we were living up to that moment.
Being able to look back on the wonderful years,
it only feels right when both are holding hands.
I'm now company to a park bench seeing couples
walking by.
Every once in awhile, a smile, and a hi..
Getting old is not bad at all. I live with that
each day, but being on this park bench alone
can turn the deepest blue sky's gray.
So. To all that may have heard "REMINISCING,
and in Love.
I hope that your days of "Walking through the park & Reminiscing
comes your way with a flock of white doves."....