I dream of days that are lived and gone,
bathed in hues of hind sights song,
times in life, when choices were wrong.
I sing of memories that fill my heart,
of forgotten people that played their part,
hidden now in eternal dark.
I hum of love that once was mine,
cherished thoughts, my mind does dine,
as I was hum the tune of that perfect find.
I talk of them in words and thoughts,
of promises made and truths I sought,
treasured gifts that I have brought.