When I Think . . .

When I think . . .
When I think . . .

What do I think about? Whatever comes to mind in this moment in time.

I remember, I reminisce, I romanticize all that's passsed.
I daydream. I fantasize.
What will come of me now?
My memories of joy and pain sustain me while I'm here in this loving life.
What will come of me now?
My life is so full of days and nights gone by.
What will come of me now?
I surely can't say.
So I continue to remember, reminisce, and romanticize all that's passsed.
And I daydream and fantasize until now becomes the memories of joy and pain that sustain me.