Happy are we when we were together,
Moments passed and we stray far;
Will we ever meet again in life's journey?
Someone or something we're not we try to be.
In our own journey we're engrossed,
Previous roads never more do we want to cross;
Life's a river we all want to keep it flowing,
Each day we fight so we can keep rolling.
Past memories come back,
Some that we love to reminisce;
Some we love to not look back,
Though they might be the things we lack.