Poems For You And Me

Bygone days…
A string of pearls
Each nacre a precious memory
Of childhood’s innocence

Bygone days…
A novel that’s written
Each chapter a thrilling tale
Of youth’s exuberance

Bygone days…
A fabric that’s woven
Each fiber a cherished sentiment
Of middle-age’s maturity

Bygone days…
A tapestry of colors
Each shade a metamorphic meditation
Of dotage’s serenity

Bygone days…
A blanket that warms
The cold night of the present
That begets only brooding

Bygone days…
A talisman that illumines
The darkened tunnel of the future
That conceals Cimmerian conspiracies

Bygone days…
My favorite place to escape
From the travails here today
And the troubles coming tomorrow