It’s New Year’s Eve
and memories fly~
Of youthful love
and days gone by.
A fading memory
from the past
brought back to light~
Such sorrow cast.
Where are you now?
Where did you go?
The one I loved
and wanted so~
I ne’er forgot
the burning fire.
You were the one~
My heart’s desire.
But you were one~
and I ~ another.
And I dare not displease
my earthly father.
So, alas, I sit
on New Year’s Eve~
A midnight kiss
remembered ~ I grieve.
Alone with thoughts~
my love, my friend~
Of something lost,
That might have been.
LA Kirby
1/1/2009
Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 4:47 PM UTC
It’s New Year’s Eve
and memories fly~
Of youthful love
and days gone by.
A fading memory
from the past
brought back to light~
Such sorrow cast.
Where are you now?
Where did you go?
The one I loved
and wanted so~
I ne’er forgot
the burning fire.
You were the one~
My heart’s desire.
But you were one~
and I ~ another.
And I dare not displease
my earthly father.
So, alas, I sit
on New Year’s Eve~
A midnight kiss
remembered ~ I grieve.
Alone with thoughts~
my love, my friend~
Of something lost,
That might have been.
LA Kirby
1/1/2009
I sat remembering the ‘love’ from my twenties that I have never forgotten. I was afraid to follow my heart and chance the love I’d found because my father had always talked against my marriage to anyone of the religion this young man professed. My fear of displeasing my father had a greater pull at that time in my life.