Reminisce wisely!

The cut mud roads and the rare night train,

or the jungle trail and the mountain rain?

Travel sickness and the sun burnt hands,

or the roaring waves and the sprawling sands?

A bad hangover and a worse headache

or the midnight drive and the deep dark lake?

The moody rants and the petty tiffs,

or the one tight hug that erases all ifs?

Broken hearts and the sleepless eyes,

or the first blown kiss and the everyday highs?

Fading hairlines and the graying hair,

or the lovely long roads that got us there?

Fate is a miser hence the choices rare and few,

Memories are kinder and their king is only you.