All English Sonnets
IT WAS LONG AGO
A few battles I had won in my youth,
And lost a few, but it was long ago.
The Time belies every lie and truth
And every no is yes; yes is no.
A few traces of the past intervene,
And jostle present moments with affection.
A few flashes of a long forgotten scene
Arouse in me a feeling of elation,
A faint impression of a lovely face
With parted lips, sparkle in the eyes,
A presence oozing Femininity and grace
A phantom which appears but denies
A clear glimpse, I tap my puzzled brow.
I knew her once but it was long ago.