Oh for the days of what might have been
With memories of remember when,
As the heart recalls the times we knew
When children were as all children do.
Their names are tatooed upon my brain
Like loving words of an old refrain
That tugs on those chains of kindness past,
Of the days long gone that did not last !
There are times when I think of the past
And all of my dreams that failed to last
I recall quite well what used to be
When life held moments of ecstasy
And a precious love faithful and true
Along with that which was called virtue,
And I ask of myself what comes next
There’s no hope left for some grand pretext !
When men were giants in the land
And custom held one kissed the hand
The dragon was the primal fear
And jousts were fought both far and near.
These were the times when men were brave
And sped their steeds to maidens save
The simple facts were brought to mind
And courage was not hard to find.
But now this is a newer age
And life has found a diff’rent stage
As truth is hid behind each door
The glory waned and is no more !
I wish I were an hour glass
That holds the precious sand of time
Then I’d control the way days pass
And that would be my wish sublime !
I’d find a way to slow the sand
So time cannot just slip away
And it will seem alright and grand
For us to share this one last day !
The shades of night fall oh, so silently
Upon the dimmed remainder of each day
The telltale shadows here reminding me
Of another time and another way.
There was a place so far and long ago
Perhaps one might believe it never was
I lost my heart I prayed it did not show
Sadness follows loss, it quite often does.
This heart of mine that never fret a fear
May chance survive intact with small success
So full it cannot hold another tear
Or find a love it can at last possess.
The swiftly graying darkly coursing sky
Does play upon my fickle inner eye
And bares a mystery both stark and bold
That speaks to me of long lost dreams untold.
These dreams I thought had flown so far away.
Yet seeming near, had somehow lost their way.
Some fringed and faded shadows left behind
Shedding aged reflection as they unwind
What had once been I recognised anew
And purpose wrought with aim and course so true.
The passion in my heart that won’t decline
A hungry yearning that I can’t define
The dreaming in my mind that cannot fade
A hard decision that I have not made
The longing in my soul that will not wane
A quest for meaning that I’ve failed to gain.
And there among the past that wastes away
Find sad remains of yet another day
One unknown force that placed the founding stone
Has willed this legacy to us alone.
There in the night with truth possessed and sown
Who by their fruits at last shall they be known.
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Claire V. Bogdanos 