Once I lived strong, a needful part of life,
Time goes on, I falter, pallid, cast off in a heap,
I’m unnoticed, a useless relic, reminder cast-off,
But now a change, hope blooms, brighter days,
I’ve made new friends here, companions, new joy,
We exist together, senescent, forgotten antiquity,
And yet we are becoming more, growing anew,
An altering into a greater state than ever before,
Now with new purpose, new meaning for being,
People now come to gaze upon us, quiet praise,
Talking of how we represent so fine a memory,
They hear out silent song, learn of our serenity,
We now have purpose once more, significance,
Living again, a different life with contentment,
easy…
Drifting Memories 