20 april 1998
WHERE DID THE GOOD TIMES GO ?

As I look back on photographs
And memories reappear,
I realise all the things that I have had
And lost along my way.

Much more fortunate than some,
I always had love to guide me.
Yet I feel selfishly incomplete.

Friends, family and special events,
I try to let the pictures take me back.
Sometimes there’s nothing I wouldn’t do
To get back any one of those ‘snap-shot’ days.

Life of less than sixteen years,
Though eternity took away the childhood happiness,
Still felt through the later years,
But which is here no longer.

A good education and stable family life
Have only left me wanting more.
More than I deserve.

The years go by faster now,
Each one harder than the one before
And this grim, ungrateful shadow of the person I once was,
Sits and wastes precious moments of long-lost time.

Nothing is ever as bad as it seems.
My negative state of mind gets carried away,
But positive thoughts can be hard to maintain.

An A- is now a C+
A close friend, now a passing ‘hello’,
Days like this I sit and wonder
Where did the good times go?