Forget Not

Amidst the clangs and the thumpety thumps,
Of youth and age, and growth are sung;
Mirrored there and here a passage of time,
But one still the same, yet different be chimed.

Of childhood memories and the rebellious years,
of travels and studies, and experiences galore.
Across the seas a distance did make,
and plenty besides, of friends and more.

Now how the line of age appears,
from tender years to current cheer.
Forgot not the echoes of time be sung,
Forward Ho!, the journey's yet begun.