All English Sonnets
Oh! friends of yesterdays, moments past,
Your faces floating come and floating go.
My clouded memories, all aghast ,
When leave me, to you. I salute and bow.
For beauteous moments, to me which you gave.
Through unconnected to you now. they stand,
I treasure them and dote on them and save ,
For they so often tease my memory strands.
The memory which your faces has forgot
But every moment in its solitude,
When it accounts for what my life has wrought
It thinks of you with love and gratitude.
For when I find myself in grievous bind,
I need to look and want to look behind.