I passed by some memories
Along the trail of my life today
I didn't say a word
or even ask them to stay
I just kept moving on
It's not that I have any sad regrets
That make me feel I owe some long past debts
The past is exactly what it will always be
Like a flower encased inside solid glass
you can't smell it or touch it
But it can always be seen

So call me sentimental
call me hard as steel
call me non-committal
Or what ever you will

Nothing said outside of my mind
can ever reach so deep as to find
what I dredged up a long long time ago
  So go ahead  say what you will
Or what ever you  feel you must
You might even find the very thing
me and myself never found to discuss

It could even turn out to be
What could be the exact key
Allowing me to stop dredging up
some sad past regret pretending to be
Just another memory
So maybe this time while I'm down
I can scratch fresh earth
Dredge just enough to plant a seed
For a long overdue rebirth
Then even if I find that it never did exist
I can at least cross it off
That sad , tired and timeworn list!!