As The Sun Goes Down

The sun goes down. 
Another day has gone by.
The moon and stars they fill the sky.

Yes I am by myself. 
But I am not alone. 
I am who I am that is cast in stone.

I ponder just how time disappears. 
Mistakes I have made they flash through my mind.
But they are quickly replaced with recollections of joy that I find.

Not enough for some.
Too much for others. 
But in all my memories it is the bad that the good so smothers

I see them all now.
Oh how they all have grown. 
Some may remember, others all memory has flown.