In all this time I had no thoughts of you, <br />Nor dreamed of years of youthful innocence <br />When love was always in the present tense <br />And every moment endless seemed, and new. <br /> <br />Now at the twilight of my many days <br />You call to me and offer love again, <br />I could no longer bear to feel such pain <br />As when our roads led us in separate ways. <br /> <br />Too late, my dear, the tears dried long ago <br />When laughter took their places in my heart, <br />Filled saddened soul with poetry and art <br />And dimmed your voice, your face, your youthful glow. <br /> <br />Today I venture forth to a new time <br />With youth renewed, while you rest far behind.<br /><br />Elaine Polin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-past-banished/
