The Corridors Of Time

File cabinets lined along the walls,
Shadows and cobwebs fill every hall.
Every file is occupying it's own space.
They're laying open all over the place,

Every moment that I've lived is there.
Pictures and memories are everywhere.
When I visit the storeroom in my mind,
I find memories of my life and times.

When I'm down or I get feeling sad.
it's where I find good times I had
When it seems all my hope has gone.
The corridors of time help me go on.

Every memory has a story it will tell.
Some bring smiles, others bring hell.
I recall tears from things I regrets
I will find pictures of people I met.

Whenever I'm feeling down and sad.
I can remember good times I've had.
When it seems all my hope has gone.
The corridors of time help me go on.

Copyright 2000 By: Glenn Smith
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