Where are they now, those carefree days of youth?
In dreams at night they haunt my sleep, and yet
By day, they cannot be recalled. In truth,
I often think it’s better to forget.
At times I long to know what might have been
If you had come into my life before.
I’ve looked into your eyes and I have seen
The future I have wanted and much more.
I feel you by my side and I’m at ease
With all the problems facing me each day,
And when you smile it comforts me, so please,
Just smile once more before you go away.
I’ll sit alone tonight and drink our wine,
For morning finds you in his arms, not mine.
Jan. 6, 1990
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