Rememberances
O' dear sir
I do not squander
Into mindsets
long in wonder
In my time
set far before yorn
since the day
when I was born
mine eye saw much
of what was then
light of a touch
forth it comes again
Ah, but to squander
too much in thought
tis not a pleasure
I dare not ought
future tis where
my mind eye lies
Seeking prevalence
not starry skies
Alas, inside
my silent days
remembrances wander
engulfed in haze
But oh, kind sir
such thoughts do carry
sadness of life
which are secondary
So, NAY, dear sir
I will not wander
into the mindset
long in squander
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