As one’s reality shrinks
his memories expand
’til one’s reality
is mostly remembering.

Old photos, if enlisted
nurture many of our  thoughts
of days gone by.

But they have their limitations
and compete with body issues
that can intrude upon
the blessings of our yesteryears.

Sometimes we would like to change
the way spent our time
and sometimes even our gladness
for how it was with us
gets smothered by how it is today.

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