The Stories I will Tell

 When I am old and gray

 And my time to go is near.

The stories I will tell those that lend an ear.

When my days are getting numbered

 And my eyes are getting weak

 The stories I will tell those who hear me speak.

When time is not what matters

 and I wander from room to room,

 The stories I will tell who or what or whom.

I will tell of memories of yesteryears

And of time gone by

I will reminisce of days of old

And ponder at the sky.

I might not know a name or what I ate that day.

But I can tell you about old memories that don't go away.

So, if you have a chance to sit with me today.

Listen to my memories and what I have to say.

And somewhere down the road of life if you feel you want to share

Pass on the stories of my life to those that lend an ear. 

 by SK VIRTUE

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4/8/2025