past days - Popular Poems and stories from category

One day, I’d like to go
In search of my past,;
Of the memories;
Of a misspent youth;

'Tis strange to think there
AS a
When mirth was not an empty name,
When laughter really cheered the heart,

I
Dead and gone, the days we had together,
Shadow-stricken all the lights that
Round them, flown as flies the blown foam's feather,   Dead and gone