Reflections by Dr. Pelham Mead

Reflections

By Pelham Mead

 

Reflections of times past,

Memories in our mind cast.

Dreaming of better times,

Of chapel bells and chines.

Our minds float above,

Like a flying dove.

Special times in our lives,

Of spices, basil and chives.

Meals we all shared,

Good and bad times we faired.

 

Our thoughts are mellow,

Of our long dead fellows.

 

Reflections on a lake,

Makes our mind come to wake.

Thoughts of single images,

Of living and dying dangers.

 

Will we ever understand,

The triumph and the band?

For whom the music plays,

Those that marched in prior days.

Their courage rings true today,

As it did in their day.

 

Lord give meaning to our reflections,

Days and times of serious selection.