Sometimes an image from the past
Emerges inside my brain
just like I was there again
With feelings I can’t explain.
It may be a pleasant odor
That prompts me to remember
The perfume my wife was wearing
When in college I first met her.
Or the Chordettes “Mr. Sandman”
Transports me back so far
When going to a youth meeting
With our sponsors in a car.
A hymn sung in a church service
That in my old home church I heard
Can place me in a special pew
As the preacher shared God’s Word.
I wonder what will happen now
As I’m passing through today
Which someday many years from now
Might cause great movies to play
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