Visions

Memories

The sky darkens,
the golden sun,
rays strewn across the sky
shades into scarlet.
Day has vanished
into the Western heavens!
I look back on happy days.
When I was young
the world was filled
with mystery and wonder!
Happy days came and went
like bubbles
floating on the breeze,
sorrow and loneliness,
hope and promise,
so many memories,
good and bad,
but it's my life
full of meaning and truth!