None Of That I've Seen

Like the dew of morning,
I fell replenish with all my strenghth,
Gathering the very life,
In me.
Thus making,
The current turmoil
Take me no heed.

The hours of the past
Seem to be far away
Yet it teaches me
The courage of today.
Verily, I realize
That no matter
How you view the world,
It's changing
And it is leaving you behind.

Unlike the trapped time,
In the sand bottle,
That keep the fresh memory
Of a picnic,
Once upon a time.

Or the collection of
stamps that filled
Your scrapbook,
Remind you of the
Younger You.

Maybe of the first love
You had,
They said it will
Be the most
Unforgotten memory.

Still in the Mid Air
of the growing sky
I wander if it is true,
That memory
Will always
Stay with you.