I am older now since we’ve seen each other
But the passion is still inside.
I walk a little slower now,
My hands tremble as I stride.

The years passed so quickly,
Since those years long ago.
Sweet music then filled my heart and soul
And life was filled with goals.

I followed lanes of promised glory
That turned hollow and seemed cursed.
Any success I found left me cold
Thin wrappers that failed to warm.

Choices made so long ago
Obscure what could have been.
I’d rather you remember me
By how happy we were then.

-Clarence Holm