BEEN THERE, DONE THAT

There are many things in life,

About which we often relate.

Some involve grief or worrisome strife,

While others, our egos inflate.

To remember a period of childhood,

Is a thing many folks do.

To reflect on experiences which were     good,

While, perhaps, learning something new.

The birth of a sibling is to most,

A remembrance that bogs the mind.

It’s something that never gets lost,

And about which, they’re quick to

         remind.

The death of a loved one is found

In the memories of many, ‘tis true .

While focus does not there abound,

It often makes one blue.

Perhaps an unexpected move

From the only home you’ve known,

Does not any more behoove

To not grimace, or even to groan.

All of us can surely relate,

To all of the above, and more.

Some we try to negate,

Some we genuinely adore.