Let's Meet On Our Yesterdays

Meet me back on those effervescent days; Let’s swing on shafts of their lingering light, Like our childhood hero in vine-borne flight, Till we’re again in that sun-swaddled place, Where once we were colts free to roam and race, On meadows with dews of innocence bright, And friendship’s rainbow arching every sight, Before we were called to the adults’ maze. Let us leap across the years, my dear friend; Though our bodies may balk, our minds are lithe. On the playground of our youth we shall land, Where birds still kiss the sky, stingless bees hive, And our mischief roiled through a drowsy glen Whose slumber still our laughing echoes rive.