Photo taken by me, with my Polaroid Land Camera, from my 15' Grumman canoe, long ago, in a galaxy far away.
Dear God, please God,
help us preserve our memories!
A Community of
When our hopes and dreams grow faded,
And we miss the friends who cared;
When old times are consecrated
By the golden hours we’ve shared,
When the streets we tread so long ago
Come back to haunt our dreams,
And we treasure those we used to know,
And conjure up old schemes;
When old associates fill our heart,
And refresh our weary mind,
And we feel as one, those miles apart,
And old woes now seem sublime,
When our flesh, at best, contains us
And we’re far from hearth and friend,
May fond memories then sustain us,
Till we meet, at last, again.