It didn't end...

Did it?  The good times.  Well, it didn't for us, although, inevitably, someday others will step in.  Not just for us; everything.  Days come and go, rides, laughter, people, place, space, time. It will always continue.  With or without us.  The smiles.  Sunshine. Leaves. Dirt.  Long after we're gone.  I find comfort in this. It's all around us.  Quiet.  Listen.

Familiar.  Timeless.  It never ends.