Your Memory Is Like A Screensaver

Those beautiful days we spent
That keep floating through my mind,
Of holding hands, at the beach
And the seashells, we did find.
Ferris wheel rides, at the fair
Cotton candy on a stick,
A corn dog, ketchup on your nose
The prize taht you picked.

Your memory is like a screensaver
The images that float like clouds,
I can close my eyes and dream
Far away from the maddening crowds.
I get lost in my own little world
Seeing the visions you have bestowed,
Your memory is like a screensaver
The jpgs, just seem to grow.