Max

Alvin Maxwell, (R) with Mayo Brew in Rosas, Spain

Youth Lost

Time is flowing on...
as wind through the trees
bringing old memories
...floating in on the breeze

When I was young...so long ago
You were my best friend
...and I loved you so
I never thought you would ever go

But you did go...
...went and left me here alone
here to stay and grieve...
...did you not know
your memory could never leave