As I get older
My independence goes
My thinking declines
I afternoon doze
My friends depart
I’m left alone
My hearing fails
I can’t hear the phone
BUT
God has given
A good thing to me
I have lots & lots in my memory
In my mind I can see
Days long ago when I was young
Full of life/Not so slow
People & places, so many faces
Colleagues, friends, family
All so clear in my memory
So
I thank the Lord
That He had this idea
A retreat for the mind
That would bring very near
So many sweet moments
For me to hold dear.
