Like the sunlight on a clear window, my
Thoughts of yesterday bring a picture of
You to my heart.
Wandering back to you Is a place In my
Dreams at night,
Of the past It Is a part of you, live do you
In a piece of my today.
On lakes and rivers, oceans and wet ground
After a storm,
Reflections of a kind or memories brought
To our minds.
Wishing, wondering what might have been,
Backwards In time to watch has gone by, time.
Mirrors are looked Into and looking back are the
Reflections of another kind, thoughts that we find.
Images of all kinds, like being children somewhere
Back In our minds.