We get lost in so many things
Doing it all makes bells ring
But sometimes we can lose
By so being away, to choose
Some certain priorities ahead
Of other tasks which have sped
Along, causing one to lose track
Of time's deep hole, in the black
Some of which you can't retrieve
No matter how much you believe
It's possible to reclaim lost years
And realizing this, allays all fear
So we need to put aside what's lost
And start over, after having tossed
Aside - the anguish and heartbreak
To look ahead, at new course to take
- Tristram
(c) Christopher W. Thomas
10:45am Thurs. May 21st, 98