Hindsight by Tina K
I'm trying to find my days gone by
My sunsets and my trees
I'm trying to find my happy days
When my soul was light and free
I'm searching for my fairy tale
My once upon a time
I'm searching for that long ago
When joy and youth were mine
I'm following my trail of tears
To dances in the rain
To hills of hope and tenderness
Of bitterness and pain
I'm opening every sealed- up door
To see what I might find
And oh, the view revealed to me
The springtime of my mind
And once again I'll run and laugh
In my own Elysian field
To memories so close and dear
I gratefully will yield
My sunsets and my trees
I'm trying to find my happy days
When my soul was light and free
I'm searching for my fairy tale
My once upon a time
I'm searching for that long ago
When joy and youth were mine
I'm following my trail of tears
To dances in the rain
To hills of hope and tenderness
Of bitterness and pain
I'm opening every sealed- up door
To see what I might find
And oh, the view revealed to me
The springtime of my mind
And once again I'll run and laugh
In my own Elysian field
To memories so close and dear
I gratefully will yield
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Why is it that it always seems that things were so much better when you were younger? Whether there is truth in this impression or our perceptions are merely tainted in the process of reflection, this poem is about the desire to go back and relive the past.
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i think this was quite good - john |
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I think the best poems are the ones that "you" can relate to. I think this one can relate to almost anyone... - Tony |
