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Memories are nothing but a doorway to the past

All connected to make the good times last

A reminder of what we did in the years

And showing us our future crystal clear

A trophy to show what we’ve overcome

A lesson for things that can’t be undone

You may be walking on broken glass

Or caressing your body with springtime grass

But together we’ll walk all the miles

The paths necessary for the smiles

~ Megan Holly ~