Remembering the good old memories of what happened in the past,
You'd make sure those memories will last,
Your thinking wow time goes so fast,
Throughout your life things change,
Into a new page,
Things aren't the same anymore,
Like they used to before,
You're not that same person that you used to be,
You're new self is all you can see,
In your own head,
You think of the memories instead,
It's like counting every dimes,
Thinking memories of good times.
YOU ARE READING
Good Times
PoetryThis poetry that I made is true, mostly to me and I'm sure to you guys too. Hope you like it ;). Also please comment and vote!