You tend to rememember the moments which stand out

Some are like yesterday, they're so vivid and stout

Those moments which you want to do over, so clearing

Out the remnants of visions which sent you steering



Onto other directions, as your mind was open to -

Being served up other platters, some with stew

A mix of good & bad, soft & hard, pain & pleasure

Most of which came at moments of great leisure



And then the balance are the other side of the coin

Some sinister, some sad, some which made you enjoin

Others, and that sharing has created some good will

Which you will revisit all your life, for they still



Will sit squarely on top of your shoulders in head

Some with outcomes which have sapped and even bled

Others which nagged at you then and so do still

Things which should not have been, and thus a pill



And you consider whether you really want a return

To things which so pained, and made you infirm

Remembering all there were, and the hurt caused

Which took you from loving to being - so sore ...



- Tristram