Yesterday, when I cried : the topsy turvy dance of memory

Yesterday, when I cried

You asked me who

I was crying for

And in my imagination

I was so far away

In our narrow garden

Near the walnut tree

As in my mind’s eye

I saw the red robin jump

As the squirrel ran along the fence

In a mad dash

To bury walnuts

Yes, I know this is the past

But maybe so long ago

I sacrificed my heart

When I left that place

Where you and I were

For two summers

So wild and free

And perhaps my heart

Will sometimes always ache

With the memories

And yet I know in time

These feelings pass

And today I must not totally sacrifice my heart

In distant reverie

For such is the topsy turvy dance

Of memory