Times long gone they are mine no more
My memories reside in my bottom drawer
At night it's open reflecting past years
Revealing smiles, in a corner some tears
When day light fades I sit by my drawer
Things not the same as they were before
I rummage around for a piece of the past
And wish that moment would forever last.
When I open my drawer my heart is stirred
Many lovely people I once knew and heard
These faded memories still possess my mind
Do we all have a drawer am I one of a kind?
When I reminisce at times a little downcast
They bring a tear these blasts from the past
The wonderful things in my drawer are free
One day it will be open for you all to see.
Memories of yesterday still capture my mind
So I look in my drawer, see what I can find
I usually find something to brighten my day
I'm a bit long in the tooth to change my way
There are many ghosts of friends long dead
Much loved faces that have a long time fled
A gentle walk in the past, I no longer run
I'll bide by my drawer when there's no sun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem