Auld Lang Syne

To the days of Auld Lang Syne To that time so long ago, When with friends I drank and did dine But, now their names I do not know. Many of those friends I have forgot As they have become a part of a different tree, Maybe one day though I will have a thought Then we all can sit down for a cup of tea. The past looks better than what it was It now brings joy because it's no longer here, Does memories help, sometimes I think it does But, only if the past will disappear. Kissing and drinking I remember that well And also the summers and the sunshine, But, just to recall one day I could not foretell In those days of Auld Lang Syne. Sometimes though it is just best to forget As the past can also bring forth tears and sorrow, Now unto those memories I will never commit, As there will also be a tomorrow. To the days that have already past As though God had a greater design, But, nothing good is destined to forever last That is why we have those days of Auld Lang Syne. Randy L. McClave