Memories never die,
But feeling disappears.
Each waits in line to see the sign
That catapults the years.
Please, but worry not,
The love, it still presides
From the shaky start to the genuine heart
Within the tangled insides.

Yet we're older now,
Like butterflies, flit around,
Fly where they may but follow the wind's way--
Before they find the ground.
Let's take a deep breath.
Now smile, I'll smile too.
The girl is great, but the boy's been late--
But know that he still loves you.