Pages of life- a poem

My memory brought back to me

The pages of my life—

The whimsical, the magical,

And even times of strife.

And in my room, I sat alone;

My reading light was low.

I wandered through the pages there

As if watching a show.

For in my mind I visited

What seemed like simple things.

And yet now looking back on times,

They were what made life sing.

The music lingers long beyond

The day that it is played.

I sing today so memory

Of songs will never fade.

Retm