Ever Last

Look forward to tomorrow,
For there you must reside,
But oft call back yesterday,
Where memories there abide,

Think sometimes of those fond ones,
That quietly walk your mind,
They who gently make you smile,
The ones you left behind,

Tomorrow you will smile again,
New memories you'll create,
When tomorrow becomes yesterday,
Old memories there await,

So look forward to tomorrow,
While calling back the past,
As the two become as one,
The memories Ever Last.

By - Tom Clark A Son of Greenwood Copyright June 2010