Sad old photographs 💙

I realise that yon timelessness of time has always treated me very kind

Whilst hoards of historic happenstances unravel and unwind

So I thank the good Lord above for these blessings that I find

Yet I cannot help but mourn the loss of my mellow yellow, moody blues

My moments are mysteriously missing me like those hazy horizon hues

So many beautiful bygone shenanigans are but yesterday’s news

The ones that I pen onto paper amidst my pleasurable poetic muse

And I curse that cruel curiosity of my long lost childhood

Wishing now that when I was but an innocent child, I had understood

That those cycles of seasons spins by so speedily without any reason to be rude