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When I remember all 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, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,29],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-65267","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-other","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65267","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=65267"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65267\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=65267"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=65267"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=65267"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nAt times in the quiet night,
\nWhere slumber had bound me,
\nMy memory wakes to the light
\nAs forgotten days have found me
\nThe smiles, and tears
\nOf boyhood’s years,
\nOf words of love once spoken
\nThe eyes that shone,
\nEyes Now dimmed and gone,
\nTimes my hearts been broken
\nRemembered, in the quiet night,
\nWhere slumber just had bound me,
\nMy memory wakes to the light
\nAs forgotten days have found me<\/p>\n
\nThe friends, once linked together,
\nI’ve seen around me fall
\nLike leaves in Autumns weather,
\nI feel like one
\nWho walks alone
\nFamiliar places deserted,
\nWhose lights have fled,
\nWhose flowers are dead,
\nAll but the dead and departed!
\nHere, in the quiet night,
\nWhere slumber had bound me
\nMy memory wakes to the light
\nAs forgotten days have found me
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