Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Come back yesterday !

A singing bird this twilight hour
Is trilling notes we paused to hear
When youth was like a crimson flower
Erect, untouched by frost or fear

Strange that a half remembered note
Should make my eyelids hot again
That there should now be in my throat
The ache I lightly stifled then

And passing strange to me it seems   
With one long treasured by my side
That I should turn away to dreams
Of you and the roads we used to ride.....

PS: Yes, come back yesterday if only for a moment, you need not stay.

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