As this world turns and life passes by,

Days to nights, time seems to fly.

Aging hearts and souls will be,

Reflections of life in mirrors we'll see.

Reminiscing in our minds of days gone by,

Of times we smiled and days we cried.

The love we shared in all those ways,

To broken hearts in ending days.

Loving memories are lost in my mind,

Only final words my heart does find.

The final words you said at the end,

Move on in life, you're not a friend.

By John E. Mingo Sr