When I Was Young

The day when I was young and unafraid,
Now lingers half-obscured within my mind;
The disconcerting whispers of a Shade,
Remind me of what I could never find.

The night when I was young and loved you so,
Is mirrored in the ripples of my past.
A lump within my throat that will not go,
Reminds me of a dream that would not last.

The day when I was young and held your hand--
So tender and so warm that summer's eve--
Invites me to relive a night so grand,
I prayed the Fates would never make us leave.

And even though your gone, my mind shall tread--
Upon our dreams and tender words you said.