Untitled--Copyright © June 1998 Dani

Faces are changing
Memories are raining down on us now,
A new life welcomes us with a flourished bow

It’s like and old-fashioned love story
The kind your grandparents used to know
Remembering the good, the bad
The friend and foe

Sketchs and images,
These days will become
As we get older,
This is the rule of thumb

You start to worry and tears begin to flow
You’re scared and worried about letting go
After all these years, it seems the end has come
Yet this is not an ending; in fact you've just begun.