In Those Years

© Charles E. Corry 1992

In those years I lived on a hill

Overlooking a lake.

The children came

And the children went.

I went down to the sea

Alone with regrets.

In those years I lived on a hill

Overlooking a lake

And in summer the sun

Would sparkle and ripple

Through the trees and I would sit

Alone with regrets.

In those years I lived on a hill

Overlooking a lake

And in the winter the rain

Would dapple the lake

Like dimples that vanished

With all my regrets.

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