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Fading Memories of Yesterday<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n <-><\/p>\n\n\n\n I\u2019m sorting thru my fading memories of yesterday.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n I worry that so many memories have gone away.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n My mind is starting down a road where I don\u2019t want to go.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n I fear, that tomorrow, who I am I will not know.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Though, when I have arrived at this new world in my mind,<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n there is a type of happiness and peace that I will find.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n So, when you come to visit me,<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n don\u2019t long for who I used to be.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Stay beside me here,<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n as we work thru each fear.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n As we do, we find we are as children, when they play.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Sorting thru each precious memory of yesterday.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n ~~<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Laird Fetzer Hamblin<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n <–><\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n We Each Walk With A Wooden Cane; Thinking Of Yesterday<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n <-><\/p>\n\n\n\n We each walk with a wooden cane,<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n to make sure we don\u2019t fall.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n We each know that some day soon<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n we may not walk at all.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Walking and talking, thinking of yesterday.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Thinking of all the things we\u2019ve done along the way.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Some times of sadness, sorrow and tears.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Mostly of happiness found thru the years.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Children, neighbors, strangers and friends.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n It\u2019s wonderful, all of the guests God sends.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n This dream has come true, it seems.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Walking, talking of yesterday\u2019s dreams.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n ~~<\/p>\n\n\n\n Laird Fetzer Hamblin<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n <–><\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n With So Many Parts of Me Gone On Ahead, How Will I Know When I’m Dead?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n <-><\/p>\n\n\n\n My teeth are now plastic;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n My knees are elastic;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n My hips are titanium spheres;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n I’m loosing my hearing;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n My eyesight is nearing;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n All I have left are my tears!<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n With so many parts of me gone on ahead;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n How will I know when I’m dead?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n <-><\/p>\n\n\n\n Laird Fetzer Hamblin<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n <–><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" <==> Fading Memories of Yesterday <-> I\u2019m sorting thru my fading memories of yesterday. I worry that so many memories have gone away. My mind…<\/p>\n