Ten Years Poem by Paul Reed

I know it’s just the blink of an eye
Ten years will come and just pass me by
Just as the last decade I now gaze upon
Ten years will come and soon be gone

I think back to the start of that era
Millennium dawning, happiness seemed so nearer
Settled, at peace and not care-worn
Beloved Hawthorne and Ravensbourne

Now they are both lost in clouds and rain
I can never walk though their doors again
Lost, to me the warm summer breeze
Rustling through Dad’s apple trees

Lost to me, amongst a thousand other things
Swamped by new places and wedding rings
Faces and places that have changed so fast
Ten years only, but so far in the past