So once upon a <br />golden age <br />before the loveliness <br />that lights the poet’s eye <br />was lost <br /> <br />there was one day <br />perhaps the last <br />when they that sit <br />sighed silently and said <br /> <br />this is the last time <br />things will be this way <br />that which we see today <br />we truly see <br /> <br />and so we lose <br />that which we never had <br /> <br />and send our new days <br />out to love.<br /><br />Andrew Fincham<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-beginning-3/
