Gems
When everything seems undoubtly black
Look within these moments
And you will come to find
That those were the best of times
Life, it’s not all fun
It’s not suppose to be
Your memories are reluctant
As were mine
Hold on to them
For those were the very best of our times
Do you feel restrictened
Shall you enlighten me
Together we
Here, now, you and me
In the depths of this valley
Which has come to find me
Remind me to be gentle
Ever so kind
For those nights
Were the best of times
In these days to come
Besides you and I
Nothing really matters
My carnation of timeless plather
Secrets revealed
Yet only whispers tell us
That these will be
The very best of times
"Best of Times"
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2008
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