Memories Of Yesterday Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

I often think of old friends of mine,
where are they now,
what kind of life did they find,
I hope their days, are just going fine,
do they remember me over the years of time.

Some are gone, their life a short stay,
many were lucky, their seeing better day's,
others are working, just like a slave,
I remember them all,
in my memories of yesterday.

Those countless dreams, we held together,
drifted away, just like the weather,
everyone's path went a different way,
I still hold them close,
in my memories of yesterday.

Their are friends in your life, that will always stay,
others will disappear, life is that way,
some you may see in future days,
others you'll only remember,
in your memories of yesterday.



Tom Maxwell copyright 10/19/2003 A.D.