Last Dance and Remembering

One more year gone
Another page is turned
Looking like a yearbook photo
That has me concerned

What is there left to do
What is there left to say
If another year comes faster
Than this one went away?

Each year I take a minute
To look through a folder of mine
"Personal" is the label on the faded cover
But I wonder if there's a sign...

Of longing to remember
All of the good times I framed
In news clippings - pictures now faded
By time that's been claimed.

So will you dance with me?
And walk with me this one last time
Through this year of love lost and won
And then through years gone by.

After all, we may not ever
Go back home again
But there is a tiny, fleeting solace in
Taking time to remember when