It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget
It's a jamboree of all sorts
A patchwork of joys and regrets

You remember the days when you mess up
The days when sadness brings tears
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears

If only we could be happy forever
To look forward, not think of the past
Our lives would be full of elation
With sadness a ghost of the past

Albi Demeza