I BELONG TO THE PAST/ MY MIND IS AN OLD MIND <br /> <br />I belong to the past- <br />My mind is an old mind- <br />Books not tweets, <br />Songs which sing <br />Not rages which talk. <br />My mind is an old mind- <br />I live in the long readings of distance days- <br /> When lost in books <br />I dreamed life <br />Greater than any I had yet known- <br />I belong to the past <br />My mind is an old mind- <br />I have lived many many years <br />And the book of my own life <br />So much less than what I read of others <br />And dreamed for myself once- <br />I belong to the past <br />My mind is an old man <br />Yet like a fool <br />I still believe <br />Some day somehow once <br />There will be <br />The book of my life <br />Others will read.<br /><br />Shalom Freedman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-belong-to-the-past-my-mind-is-an-old-mind/
