My heart aches
for times gone by
I close my eyes
and the memories
both the pleasant and the painful
come flooding back
to haunt me
or entertain me.
But I feel the grief
of times gone by.

I ache for the times
when things were simple
and easy to understand.
The good old days
are long since gone
for me now.
Every child has
their golden years
May they be long and good.

Every time something good is found
away it is taken.
No sooner good is discovered
It gets snuffed out like a candle
but may the candle burn long.