Oh sweet ages

Oh sweet ages,
What have though brought to me?

Oh sweet ages,
So many things have come and gone.

Oh sweet ages,
It troubles and pains me to remember,
All the things that have passed.

Sweet holidays,
And family times,
No longer bring me peace.

Oh sweet ages,
I can't remember the good times anymore.

Simple tasks become hard,
And pictures become hard to look at.

Because the memories of what is gone come back.

No longer do they make a person laugh,
Or frolic in the old memories of the good times
that passed away long ago.

Oh sweet ages,
Oohh swweett aagees,
You've taken the enjoyment out of the past.

Oh sweet ages,
Though now things may seem good,
The past haunts instead of lightens the forward path.

Oh sweet ages!
What have though brought to me!