Dotage
The present ,so easily we forget
Our yesterday's,interred,remembered
'neath leaves of regret;
Often exhumed,wahed bright
with tears of delight;
So clearly,our days past,we see
For tomorrow,....may not be
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2009
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