A golden oldie

Songs are meaningless, unless laced with memories

A golden oldie takes me to my good old days

A golden oldie makes relevant my memories

Howsoever, sophisticated my tastes might have become

My mind stays jammed to some songs

Those beautiful days might have passed

But the songs of those days still ring in my ears

And sound sweeter than they are

When I hear those songs, surges anew the joys of yesteryears

When I hear some golden oldies, I feel the presence of some

Who are so far away