Just waits patiently wanting to be ready

That moment we kept for our memory,

A melody, perhaps a favorite poem.

We remember what it was drove us

To yearn while words spoke to us.

A lot of time exists between thoughts.

The balance of a day, or right now.

When I look at the wall, I do know

The places I will go are reminders.

Something in our lives does change,

When what we once cherished goes.

We’re left alone looking around,

Wondering what will make sense.

Well so they say life’s an adventure,

It’s how we live if we’re asked to,

When everything we believe is true.

Count on our favorite ballad.