Days Gone By

At the time I was most a man I wished I were still a boy

Gentle the breeze that floats the air

across the years it moves my soul

Words so sweet, so gentle, and clear

melodies of love took their toll

 

A face from my past gazed at me

I had met these eyes once before

I recognized this sweet beauty

from far off to the distant door

 

Dropping by when I am weakest

lighting mysteries upon my breast

Playing melodies of love's heart

feeding the memories of my chest

 

I remember those laughing eyes

that had once stared back at me

No less the beauty decades since

in her face that child I could see

 

Aloof and careless with herself

walking high upon nature’s wine

She poured her beauty on my soul

no woman was ever so fine.

 

But oh the times of yesteryear

how they tasted divine like bliss

My mind a-wash in thoughts of her

longed for that first touch and kiss

 

Time seemed to have passed but moments

yet many years had seen much joy

At the time I felt most a man

I wished that I were still a boy

Author's Note

Written to commemorate the day I ran into my childhood sweetheart at a party Some 15 years later than I had last seen her as a child.

Reviews

[Astrid Hamilton]

THANK YOU.

I wish to thank you, from the depths of feeling hammocked in reverie of sweetness.
This poem was first read silently without Etta James's At Last in the background-
The first time I read it, I felt the most peace I have felt in a long time- just for coming across a stranger's poem but feeling enraptured by some certain unknown uncertain nostalgia of what it's like to be a child and see the world through a child's eyes, precious, a little girl is always dreaming of holding in her tiny palm the hand of a special boy who at that first rose blushing, only thinks upon his face as hers, at last, somewhere hovering above in Heaven's distant, and now close- dream.
This poem is surreal.
These lines brought tears to my eyes:

No less the beauty decades since
In her face the child I could see

...and then of course, rereading it a second time with the first of melody-
brought life to me.

THANK YOU.

[Lenah Mehzabin]

Aloof and careless with herself
walking high upon nature’s wine
She poured her beauty on my soul
no woman was ever so fine.

This stanza is my favorite of ur so beautiful poetry
loved it well done ,happy to have u as the winner in my contest with this one

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Red so nice to have been a part

[MomzillaNC]

You've so beautifully entwined that sweet past with a present experience… elegant words and imagery. The poem is a wonderful, nostalgic experience.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you it was one of those moments that made one feel so alive

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome.

[Tate Morgan]

To date this poem has the highest rating I ever received at 98.13

[MomzillaNC]

Y'know, I don't even look at this ratings things.

[Tate Morgan]

I have always loved this poem as it is a personal feeling to me

[MomzillaNC]

It's quite lovely. IDK that's soul mates, but it's definitely beautiful and inspires one to their own reminiscences.

[Tate Morgan]

thank you dear

[MomzillaNC]

You're very welcome.

[Unknown]

Awe, I knew this was about love when I viewed your post on Facebook! I have no suggestions. Nope, not one. Personally, I loved it. I thought it was perfect!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you so much I am glad you liked it

[AprilRN1210]

awwww, now this made me smile.. so sweet.... isn't it funny the effect of childhood crush on our souls... they hold a special sacred place in there.. how the memories of them are so fresh and vivid as if no time has passed.. and the emotion linked still as strong as the first day..... the song was a beautiful addition to this awesome piece...

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I so remember this she was in my math class flirted with me all the time. One day i followed her to her locker kids all around i grabbed her waist spun her around drown in her gaze and kissed her close.She smelled of jazmin She cupped my face in her hands then whispered in my ear"I Love you Tate" She then kissed me back as the entire school watched on in disbelief. I walked a bit taller from then on lol

[AprilRN1210]

oh my goodness.. that is such a cute story.. thank you for sharing with me.. made me smile... so sweet....

[Tate Morgan]

she was alight with the glow of love for all the days thereafter that i knew her and i am sure she dreamed of me as i did her

[AprilRN1210]

and it shows here.. very nice.. I have enjoyed all of your works this evening.. thank you so much for sharing with me.. I am enjoying getting to know you:)

[Tate Morgan]

the honor is all mine thank you I enjoy your company

[AprilRN1210]

you're welcome.. and thank you:)

[Arrinae]

AH the woes of childhood loves and friendships. This is a lovely piece as well.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you very much I guess you would call me a repentant poet lol

[wordwarrior]

Just gorgeous Tate. That must have been some meeting! I really enjoyed the story, imagery and rhyme as well as your beautiful words.

[Tate Morgan]

Oh thank you this poem has long been the one I loved the most and thought had been most divinely inspired

[Tosca66]

It touched my heart, beautiful well written, I went back to my childhood as well,

[Robbie~xoxo~]

You have captured and endearing time in your childhood..experiencing an unforgettable moment. Tate, I am tearing up right now, because of you!...yes, I'm a sap for romantic puppy love... my story is very much like this one... I wish I could go back, just to feel that sweet moment all over again...(sigh)

A heartfelt write.~xo~:)

[Tate Morgan]

I think back to those days all the time and a smell from the warm summer air reminds me of a breeze years gone by.And off my mind goes to that day and time.Thank you

[Robbie~xoxo~]

I enjoyed reading this... sweet write, my dear friend... :)

[Tate Morgan]

She didnt spit on my shoe like yours did But she didnt need to lol

[Acron 4]

All we had to do was grow, we could do anything else our little minds thought about but all we had to do was grow, and we were going to do that anyway. we just didn't know it. It's, I think, the only time in our lives that the world was truly ours. Am amazing poem Tate, great rhyme, wonderful flow.........thanks for sharing.