Forgotten days have found me
At times in the quiet night,
Where slumber had bound me,
My memory wakes to the light
As forgotten days have found me
The smiles, and tears
Of boyhood’s years,
Of words of love once spoken
The eyes that shone,
Eyes Now dimmed and gone,
Times my hearts been broken
Remembered, in the quiet night,
Where slumber just had bound me,
My memory wakes to the light
As forgotten days have found me
When I remember all
The friends, once linked together,
I’ve seen around me fall
Like leaves in Autumns weather,
I feel like one
Who walks alone
Familiar places deserted,
Whose lights have fled,
Whose flowers are dead,
All but the dead and departed!
Here, in the quiet night,
Where slumber had bound me
My memory wakes to the light
As forgotten days have found me
So profound!!! I so hope I never find myself all alone!!! :love: :love: :love:
Profound indeed…this lost soul has no hope left…yep, that’s gotta suck
Glenn, I’ve heard about your writing, so looked forward to reading! Have not been disappinted…..Wonderful work here, so looking forward to more….One day I hope you’ve the time and interest to take a peak at mine…Honored to know you here…Blessings my new friend, Racheal (Rachealgrace)
Changing….that we did not change…..is sad…so not the same…..remembered in name..just the same
…love this Glenn :love:
Heartfelt, touching write.. My memory wakes to the light :love: :love:
This is a piece that oozes with the depression and loss. Just reading it makes one think about the past and all that can never be again, including regrets that can never be undone, but that is what makes any poem great, the feelings it inspires (good or bad)
Here’s to the future, (which will become the past)