I Remember Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I remember something
From not very long ago
When the hours all did somewhat bring
Walks through woods we know
And the tides were different then
Flowing to and fro
Never shall this come again
Everything must go

Something in my memory
Every night the moon is here
Washing with its ablutionary
So the thoughts come clear
And the time that passed are on
To give reflection
Of old times that are done
In new direction

I remember old ways
Some tinctures from inside
Playing softly in from the rays
Yesteryears still hide
And the hour bringing them out
One by one they'll show
As pictures turnabout
In a different glow