Thoughts and memories of days long gone..
nerves and excitement fill the air
while some walk around to shy too share
others are living, walking vibrant stories
waiting to unfold with friends of old..
Father Time we can’t rewind — yet the past is vibrant in their minds..
we see it dancing in their eyes – the joy spills over and for a time
past and present intertwine..
It’s good, it’s right
their hearts delight and they let themselves get lost to the magic of the night..
And the days of old become moments of gold..