Before

Childhood Portrait squareBefore my heart was woken, or made sad;
Before the sky was changed to grey from blue;
Before I knew the worth of what I had;
Before I’d learned to show my love to you

I wasn’t always happy, ‘though I knew,
Or thought I did, that life was not so bad.
And hope could still refresh like falling dew
Before my heart was woken, or made sad.

I look back to that time, now I am glad,
Now life’s so full of joys and friendships new;
And wonder at the innocence I had
Before the sky was changed to grey from blue.

Too late some sense developed as I grew
I learned to value wisdom from my dad.
Not taking it for granted as my due,
Before I knew the worth of what I had.

That I was fed and cared for, warm and clad
No thanks were given, not the slightest clue.
Too soon you’d gone, and joy to me forbade
Before I’d learned to show my love to you;
. . . . . . .Before my heart was 
woken.

A photo of me taken when we lived in York

 


Comments

Before — 2 Comments

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *