I long for times past, when you were alive
I long for the youth, where I once did thrive
Those magical moments, that made us smile
Those special moments, that made life worthwhile
Bring back the past, and the loved ones I miss
Bring back the past, to my childhood and bliss
This world’s future is bleak, I feel alone
A world full of people, their hearts of stone
I long for my youth, where I once did thrive
I long for times past, when you were alive.
© – Carol Nemes
This was written in response to the #NovemberNotes challenge.
Today’s inspiration was The Night We Met by Lord Huron.
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I feel the pain in this one. Thank you for participating!
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You’re welcome, and thanks heaps. It seems the older I get, the longing for my youth and my family, now passed, deepens.
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The longing for all that is gone and shall never return is so well portrayed through your words that I can almost feel it.
Such a splendid piece !
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Thanks so much 🙂
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Happy #NovemberNotes 🙂 Very heartfelt piece, I really enjoyed it… I am looking forward to read you throughout November….
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Thanks heaps 🙂
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🙂
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