Ghosts of comfort

I wish I grew old, as slow as a tree Wish moments didn’t pass in a jiffy But this only for all happy times Not when life gives sullen signs Wish time and I had closer ties We’d shake hands on ifs and whys Then sing gay songs n lullabies We’d sit together on olden trees Sodden with just glad memories Oh how I know all this is true No more words “Ah time just flew” Happy memories and happy dreams They are undead however odd it seems These are Ghosts of a happy past Those I know will forever last And linger around even while in doom And comfort my soul when in gloom