If I grow old enough to forget   
Or sad enough to despair 
Or mad enough to lose touch   
Be a good friend and remind me   
Of that winter time when my kids were young   
   
Help me recall the quiet white   
the clear taste of snowflakes   
the mesmerizing fractal dances   
the comforting smell of hot chocolate   
the pure essence of childhood   
the all encompassing love   
   
Find me those memories and I shall smile   
Remembering that I have known true happiness