To a Heart’s More Innocent Time:

Was there once a time?
Forgotten now by present woes
When we forgot the present’s crimes
And listened to our hearts unfold
Their innocent glory,
Love’s new spring
A time for all unwritten things
New grass below, blue sky above
And love open to all who glow
A youth’s fair spring,
A time of glee
Where youth will live it’s jubilee
A time of letters, looks and smiles
Where trouble never lasts a while
Though love’s unfurling brought its storms
A thunderous wave of tumult, born
By new spring rain and nerves unworn
By time’s long string of history, torn
A diary kept of eternal youth,
Where there was no jade, just truth
Just raw emotions laid there, bare
In times of spring, in scented air
A new love sprung, a fated glance
Infatuation’s lovely trance
And there he stood, her loving glance
Eyeing his every moving stance
Is it the fate, of girls who love
In youth’s soft grip of kidded gloves
To leave her there, in times so sweet
To leave her future in defeat
A jaded soul, that must reveal
It’s past in softer petals yield
A trace of paper, with it’s dreams
So beautiful and so serene
And so love’s youth is left behind
To wound itself in later times
With bitter tears and many frets
And vices yielding to regrets
But youth is there, in this hard form
And spring can come again, hardworn
Never the same, this gilded youth
But she’ll survive the wolfen tooth
And rise again, in some rare form
Not leave the world again, forlorn
The springs of youth must rise again
And bring a smile again to those
Remembering youth, a smile, a glance
Of life that once so greatly danced
-knh 6-10-02