Days of our youth are long since gone
Yet some things take us back.
Memories impressed forever...
On our mind's Silent Track,
The Lake, the Sand, the Pier so old
The Shore next to the Water so blue.
Remembering the Badminton and Volleyball Games...
And who tried to outscore who.
The Tavern where we sometimes ate
In our festive Summer Shorts.
Walking down the Road at night...
Using only the Beam of an old Flashlight.
Those days of our youth were filled with fun
With our Parents' Love and ceaseless Rhyme.
Though we are no longer Young...
We fondly remember - OUR SALEM TIME.