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We Were Young
We were young when we first met
Many illusions I had then,
Many hopes and many fears
Many hidden lonely tears
We were company back then
While we chased our separate dreams
Vibrant feeling to be alive
Feeling powerful just to strive
After long time separate lives
I find you always on my mind
A true companion for last years
When memory replaces fears
Why so blind in frantic youth
Not to see you’re such a friend?
How could I miss such sterling truth
Even up to the very end?
Why did I fail to realize
What was there before my eyes
And not appreciate that ray
That chance had gifted in my way?
I the fool ran after phantoms
That always vanished from my grasp
Diving through illusions fathoms
Desires fading in my clasp
Looking back now I see the real
The solid and dependable
For an honest soul to feel
For pride subdued, and calm mind humbled
Young eyes dazzled by hope’s desire
Made invisible what I prize now
As rushing by in youthful fire
Through time I ripped, a steely plow
And to what? I must suppose
A mindless life-thrust seeking renewal
Another gamete that to fossil goes
With luck ere dusting to see life’s jewel
Now a spent husk I look back, review
What wisdom gained o’er this interlude
Savoring what from birth imbued:
A life fulfilled feels gratitude
Regrets too ancient to redeem the past,
Leave naught to salvage from but this
Our love and kindness given once may last
In forgotten lives which now we miss
That warmth sustains me and it stays
The sunlight of these dawnings days
It is beyond all I could say,
Sweet thoughts of youth’s unfolding play
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“Through time I ripped, a steely plow”
Love that line that stands out among reflections true but more prose-like.
Thank you, Peter, always love to hear from you.