Looking back
               heart ponders over the past
which rolled over
            year after year fleeing fast
the playful days
and  months  and years…
i remember  those years
in  joyful  tears  !

Oh! how i wonder  
with an aching heart
would the dreamy days
of the  youthful  past
lingering on me  every starry night
return to me ever bright !

Looking  ahead  
i fear what’s foretold
And i pray the days  
never  to be rolled
fleeing fast in months  and years
for i know yester years weren’t of fears !!