Trails Of Time Poem by Quinn Graw
Trails Of Time
Walking down the wagon trails
sure thing you aren't reading braille.
Finding the path of the country roads
old stomping grounds have grown cold.
Many trees no longer there on the nine mile corner
people moved on may no longer be in this world.
New buildings on the old yard sites
even with the old plow
sitting by the home intersection
just a ghost of the old times
clinging on as the winds of the past silently chime.
An afternoon drive down the trails of time
brings back the sweet sadness of memories
never to be relived or brought back to the present.
Amazing...This verse captures perfectly the impact of time on the psyche. At some point we all realize that time moves only in one direction. I suppose that what some call nostalgia, tinged with sadness, some may recognize as regret and loss of opportunity. A magnificent verse, Quinn. This goes to myfavourites.
just a ghost of the old times clinging on as the winds of the past silently chime. An afternoon drive down the trails of time brings back the sweet sadness of memories never to be relived or brought back to the present. Life present compared to the old....... very fine thinking and perceptive vision. tony
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful creation from the heart. Thanks for sharing, Quinn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 8:35:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very good Poetry dragging us deep down in nostalgia. Even though the time is not gona come memories cling as ghosts to the wind. Beautifully penned. Enjoyed reading.