Nostalgic

A rondeau

Let the tides of time wash over me
Those cool, dark waters set me free
To wander paths of my past
And revisit graying dreams at last
I view the world as it used to be

Filled with joy and misery
With dead ends and opportunity
The oceans of yesterday are vast
So let the tides of time wash over me

My years flow on so fleetly
And I know in the future I'll see
Events unfold in sharp contrast
Yet once everything has passed
I'm left with just my memory
So let the tides of time wash over me