Where did you go, my dear, my day;
Where, oh where, did you go?
To market, to maker of market, to say
Too much of the little I know.
Where did you go, my dear, my year;
Why did you flee from me?
I went from here to there to here
Loitering breathlessly.
Where did you go, my life, my own,
Decades gone in a wink?
Some things are better left unknown
Some thoughts too thick to think.
Some things are better left unknown Some thoughts too thick to think.
Some things are better left unknown Some thoughts too thick to think. Nice line from a lovely poem. 10
Excellent- -excellent- -excellent! ! ! ! ! Would that I could write so elegantly and so simply!
Time is like the flow of a river- always on the go. Nicely portrayed. Where did you go, my life, my own, Decades gone in a wink?
Where did you go? Where did go my dear....so tender so lovely! Loved the poet's style of expression!
My dear...where are you going! My day...where are you going! Nice depiction....
Since we can only write/respond very short, so I must add this: Congratulations withe accolade Modern Poem Of The Day. Most deserving!
Indeed Time FLIES if we wanna do so many things, BUT in such a time you have done so many things, this we can read in your BIO,5 Stars and to My Favourites. Enjoyed this admirable poem
My dear, my day! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An excellently penned poem.