Ageing Thoughts Poem by william f park

Oft' times in sadness we sigh for what has gone
Wishful we think it will return
The youth that was yesteryear
When our world was small
And now; in ageing we fear

To read again the pages of our youth
And edit out the wrongs
Would it change what we now are?
Or, in changeing make it easier
The viewing from afar

There is no datum to check the past
On which to arbitrate
It's now in memory engraved
And still the same we are
Wiser; in age unchanged

The now is the moment
What is gone is the past
Think now of tomorrow to come
Acknowledge the joy of living
Older maybe; content more than some