Days of old..

anticipation is

running strong

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..