Forgotten Poem by Patti Masterman

Shadows of a dawning treason
left behind another season
where no soul or captive mind
Can find the reason or the rhyme
for missing things once left behind
Behind the grace you find the cost
Behind the hours that you lost
And the toll you pay is paid
with time.

In that other day where living
seemed much more about the giving
and the selfish deeds forgotten
In the arms of love begotten
nothing then of love was rotten
We had hours to fill with feeling
Feeling was the mint of truth
Feeling was both floor and roof
Back then we could never act
Aloof.

Can we never go back again
to those days remember when
first love was always best and truest
Implicit only that we knew it
the only sin known to refuse it
Refuse and you go home alone
Refuse and live a life unknown
Love best befitting those that
Choose it.

And so we live with fate our savior;
Devil, of our own life's flavor
No one's fault if lines got blurry:
Back when life was just a flurry
Deals we struck without a worry
Worry never soothed a brow
Worry cannot hurt us now
We paid our dues; it's late
to hurry now.