Old Poems

Old Poems I was looking for a poem, written long ago but un-found. I read another long forgotten and found its cadence disliked though nicely titled "Beginning". The lay out and the form was quite distasteful but holds meanings still the same. Though time has passed I find my writings remain - familiar. Sad to stay many have been lost throughout the years. Rewritten, trashed and tossed away because, just because time seems to change us. Thoughts becoming unraveled, confused, embittered then forgiving, forgiven, forgotten. Some poems, old poems, despite their time of writing return and live and thrive again better than before Unchanged, unaltered by time, life and circumstance like old poems, still live, like the poets who write them.