There was a time when, is
a phrase heard every now and again.
People are sentimental, have memories and
nostalgia for things in the past.
Time has a way of painting the scenarios in
a beautiful, if not lonely way.
The Grandma Moses greens and yellows,
along with the weathered-fence-post grays
all come into play as you express how
there was something that went on before now,
something big and you were a part of it.
Now it is gone and will probably not return.
The memory will not be betrayed, but
there were a few truths occur
then which could speak of that time
in terms not so rosy.
It is not so much denial, but
rather a yearning for the
peacefulness one remembers.
This is never to be taken lightly.
We all look to be filled up
with contentment and satisfaction.
Actions are required to achieve the feeling.
Knowledge of what is good
must be accompanied with
plans for the journey.
Intentions remain dreams
with no forward motion
if steps are not taken.
When desire is great we begin.
Soon that will be the time when ---
Stanski
June 7, 2021 ^