Gone But Still Remembered

While recently revisiting diaries kept during my teen years, I recalled how I loved to write poetry and reflected deeply on life while navigating the world around me.

Today I would like to share one with you, from my fourteen-year-old self:

T’is true that life is strange,
we live and go away,
and decades pass before us,
through bad and sunny days,

and legends make a mark,
in the olden pages of time,
making people happy,
and glad to be alive,

but time still ticks on,
as the world turns around,
with treasured times and years,
in one’s mind can be found,

those memories trapped in yesterday,
the thrillers of that time,
are gone but still remembered,
still in our hearts and mind.

T’was only but yesterday,
that time was moving slow,
like ice put out of a freezer,
to watch it melt and go,

to watch the great big sun go down,
and with it takes the day,
what you did just one minute ago,
is now just yesterday,

behind the golden sun,
likes the olden book of time,
where legends made their marking,
and no one else can find,

“we have to live in modern times”,
some people shout and say,
but for some on this olden earth,
they long for yesterday,

those memories trapped in yesterday,
the thrillers of that time,
are gone but still remembered,
still in our hearts and mind.

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Tell me, what do you miss about the past? Is there some special memory that has never left you and you often revisit? What do you think we need to get back to the most? Perhaps, what are you glad you have left behind?

Thank you for reading.

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