I remember a time when we were true lovers
We sat by the fire and talked the whole day.
Now times have changed and times are much harder
We sit and we worry that time's passed away.
What can you sell me, tangerine man?
What dream's on special offer today?
When I was young, I dreamed of the future;
Now I'll buy a dream to get through the day.
When we were young then life seemed much longer
Stretching ahead for year upon year
Now years have passed we can't even remember
Like water in sand, or the tracks of a tear.
I remember we sat and dreamed of the future
We dreamed of a land of love and no war.
Now we are older and harder and wiser
We just do not dream those dreams any more.
Were we just dreaming? Were we just children?
Looking back now that's the way that it seems.
Yet that's still a question I cannot answer
My eyes grow misty; clouded with dreams.
What can you sell me, tangerine man?
What dream's on special offer today?
Once I was young and I dreamed of the future;
Now I'll buy a dream to get through today.
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Thoughts from near the end of a first marriage. Some time ago now, thank goodness.
Written October 20th, 1985
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Beautiful write Vic, you are a talented writer, writing from life's expierence. The context and imagery of this poem is brilliant, your words flow effortlessly: As we get older our dreams turn to memories, our days grow shorter, our memories grow longer.Well written...Jeff
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I love this, it's so beautiful! I think it's probably the best featured poem on here right now! You did a really great job! I honestly think that sometimes when we're children, we are way more grown up than we are when we've actually grown. This is awesome. -Pasion -
Does sound like a song is starting here - ahh remembering days gone by, some good, others not. Learn from them, take the good and go on to find peace and understanding with someone else. Good luck!
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First off, thanks for reading my first poem. I feel honored to have such a talented person read it. Next, I love this poem. You know, what led me to being a fully devote Christian was the falling apart of my relationship with my ex-fiance. I felt some of those things in this poem. I can only tell you to have faith and I truely believe there is a place with only peace and not war. I just don't think it's of this earth. God bless, my friend.
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Careful! a copyright issue is very expensive.! If it gets resolved, I would LOVE to hear it. Wishing you a fab weekend, debs x
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There is a tune. What I haven't worked out is whether I invented it or subconsciously copied it from somewhere else.
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Soft, sad and so good
Vic - this is so well put together. It would be lovely set to music - is that going to happen/has happened? Simply gorgeous. x debs
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