Memories Poem by Ed Homer

My mind thinks of a
Far away place
Where times were different
Memories abound

Where I lay there
A petulant child
Anger boiling
Senses reeling

Familiar surroundings
Bring back those times
As I walk down
A similar lane

The shadows reaching
As I cower
Knowing not
What tomorrow brings

I hear a voice
Out in the wind
Could it be
I know its not

There right before me
I see a vision
Its of a love
I had once lost

I drop to one knee
Begging forgiveness
The apparition goes away
Never replying to us

Tears fall uncontrolled
I want not this memory
But as I turn to leave
I know its my destiny