These dream-like moments,
From another time and place,
Abound with bouquets
Of such brilliant colour.
Sometimes it is sad
To contemplate yesterdays,
That will never be
Again, as darkness creeps in
To our little lives.
Life's shadows always lengthen.
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Your poem aptly depicts the feelings of nostalgia, with a melancholy tone the times we no longer live; the sweetness of childhood we no longer perceive the world with: life determines us to look at it for what it is; and, that is in contradiction with our own concept of it.