I've often wondered, why at times
your mind, goes back to many years
ago. You'll not be thinking about
anything particular, but off and away
it will go. It's kind of wierd when this
happens, especially when you're not
giving it any thought. Sometimes it
will bother me and I'll become
distraught. The things that come to
mind, are what took place a long time
ago. Why now, should they come back
to me, when I thought I'd let them go?
Perhaps there is a good reason for
this, although I cannot imagine what
for. Maybe, it's Gods way of telling
me, to never close the door!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem