Nick's Poetry - Remembrance

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REMEMBRANCE

I sit upon the garden seat the light fades to the afterglow
My mind takes off across the years, recalling days of long ago
My first love, when I was convinced no greater beauty could there be,
I never spoke a word to her; she didn’t even notice me.

There were other girls, of course, whose smile I thought might take her place
But there were none that could compare with that serene and lovely face
Then all the world went off to war and I went too, I had no choice
Though I came back a different man, my thoughts of love still had no voice.

The magic of love came again, beneath a copper moon, hung low.
This time I found the words to say, I told her how I loved her so.
There are no words to quite express the thrill of love that is returned
Nor for one moment did we doubt the flame of love that brightly burned.

Then in the course of time we wed, and we had children, girl and boy
To me our lives seemed so complete my heart just overflowed with joy
Then came a shadow on my life that shattered all my dreams for sure
I had to face the dreadful thought that she now loved another more.

Somehow I failed her, did not see, she did not share my happiness
Just how could I have been so blind, not realised she loved me less
But there is no way back in time to change mistakes we’d rather hide,
No way that we can right the wrongs or save the love that simply died.

But there is nothing to be gained by sadly brooding on the past
The world still goes on turning round, even when love does not last
And so I stumbled on my way, through the laughter and the tears
The children were my pride and joy, as I watched them through the years.

Then when my thoughts of love are past and all is lost, or so it seems
I meet another who like me has trod the path of broken dreams
But this is not the love of youth that burns so bright then falls apart
This is a kinder, gentler love that helps to mend a battered heart.

My children also both found love; their children now are my delight
After a long and bumpy road the future does at last seem bright
And so the web of life weaves on, promises of love are spoken
It seems we all must fall in love, although sometimes a heart is broken.

The copper moon that launched my dream, this reverie of long ago
Is now a silver disc above that’s urging me it’s time to go
The lighted kitchen window says “Now put your sad old dreams to bed,
Just leave this garden to the night, and go hug your wife instead”.