Way It Was (The) Poem by David Thomas

There was a time, when we were young
that you would bring to me such joy
and infinite knowledge of everything I ever
need know or care for
There was a time, when we were older
that you brought to me great sadness
stronger than any happy feeling
I could ever muster
There was a time, when we were adults
that you were absent from the world I lived
never to be seen or heard from again
and it carved hell into me I have never known
There was a time, when we were as we are now
and you are so hidden it depletes me
and as I followed my sojourn west
you were gone to me
There was a time, when I was alone
and you did not come
you did not bring care or comfort or joy
you remained behind, gone forever.