Forever Young
I thought…
Yesterday was meant to last forever
Those clandestine halls where I once danced
Full of inexperienced rampant passion
I always believed in its tacit longevity
Yet when I turned it was now my past
Sweet reminisce…
Now as I spy through muted transoms
Trying to capture yesterday’s essences
Instead it’s like looking upon a beach
Seeing the footprints from a moment ago
Washing away with the incoming tide
I thought...
Copyright © Charles Fuller | Year Posted 2007
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