Lon Cole

Some days are good days

Some days are bad

I want to be happy

I want to feel glad

 

I wish I could remember

Like I used to before

And treasure those moments

That made my heart sing and soar

 

The names and the faces

I knew everyone

And now there a puzzle

Each memory is gone

 

I haven't forgotten

How to laugh or to cry
Or say I'm alive and thankful

When someone walks by

 

Things aren't so bad

They could probably be worse

But I count my blessings

And consider the source