This Week it is a look to the past
I vaguely remember
This sweet little child
That once owned this body
In which I reside
His joys they were simply
And so was his love
For all things in nature
And heaven above
But time has a habit
Of stealing away
The things that we cherish
Both now and always
But innocence lost
Just can’t be regained
By looking at things
That now seems so plain
Though once they looked like magic
PTT 07.12.2015
FORGOTTEN MEMORIES
I LIVE WITH ALL MY MEMORIES
THOUGH SOME I HAVE FORGOT
LIKE THE BONDS I BUILT IN CHILDHOOD
THAT I LEFT IN TIME TO ROT
THOSE MOMENTS WHEN A CUDDLE
JUST TOOK AWAY MY CARES
SOMETIMES I SWEAR TO GOD
AND WISH THAT I WAS THERE
THE FRIENDS WHO ASKED FOR NOTHING
BUT SAVE A CHANCE TO PLAY
AND THE LONGEST DAYS OF SUNSHINE
THAT ONCE DID COME MY WAY
HOW COULD I BE SO SILLY
TO LET THEM FADE FROM SIGHT
NOW I WISH TO LIVE THEM ALL AGAIN
TO REMEMBER THEM JUST RIGHT
BUT TIME IS ON THE WING NOW
AND THE PAST IS LONG AGO
ENCASED WITHIN THOSE MEMORIES
OF A ME I USED TO KNOW
Thoughts to Ponder – “The past beats inside me like a second heart.” – John Banville
Music on You Tube – 2Cellos – I Will Wait
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