memories fade as new ones come
and still the old ones soldier on
swinging at recess and kissing a boy
losing your heart when you hear his voice
finding true love and giving your all
losing this love, and with it all hope
bitter, contemptuous, driven by hate
flash to being wiser, yet stooped with age,
children and marriage and glory days
football with the kids every sunday
memories flash in  front of your face
and you think of the things you wish you could change
but they are only the past
the future is here
and as your memories die with you
hold onto the fact that you remain here on earth
living in the hearts of those you leave behind,
those who you loved with all your heart
they will remember you