“A Walk Down Memory Lane”
I cannot walk down Memory Lane,
My life scarce underway:
And with my busy baby brain
I learn more every day.
To eat and sleep, to laugh and cry,
To rest in Mama’s arms;
To list to Daddy’s lullaby,
And marvel at life’s charms.
I do not walk down Memory Lane,
For I am young and strong;
No loss I know, but only gain;
And my plans can’t go wrong.
I glibly glide upon life’s stream,
Assured of future bright:
Of blithe and merry days I dream,
Where I am always right.
I take a look at Memory Lane,
But only now and then;
For busyness holds me in rein,
And envying other men.
Life’s course I find no more a breeze,
Sometimes I second-guess;
My daily tasks have lost their ease,
And I my cockiness.
I dread to tread in Memory Lane,
For heart lies shattered there;
Sin’s shadow long and folly’s stain
Are heavy weight to bear.
With eyes downcast and head bent low,
Hot tears are ever nigh;
Regret, reproach within aglow,
For rest with God I sigh.
I shall be part of Memory Lane,
For life is almost o’er;
My hourglass doth quickly wane,
Approaching Heaven’s shore.
O may the recall of my face,
The echo of my voice,
Point Godward where I found His grace,
Forgiveness to rejoice.