In visions of yesteryear where there was love Nothing but despair on the faces of hope And shattered remains of a romantic fairytale Whose happy ending has been snatched away Yet, I grind sand-grains hoping to make water Counting blindly on the blessings of a miracle Knowing well indeed it's a futile effort Like looking for sun when the night has fallen Mystique is still there much like it was then But happy tears have been doomed by sadness And the memories are demanding a hefty price Making it much harder and expensive to cry The rhythm I hear is the pulse of your song When words were precious like diamonds are But they are free now for no one responds When I call you by name in voices of the past It's been so long since you've been gone Smiles that were friendly now wear a frown Until I fantasize about the days full of awe Holding back the time to hold you in my heart But if you must go, I feel the need to know Do you ever look back, do you say hello To the years that used to be music to our souls And sit there to dream and wish there was more Written: May 17, 2019 Submitted on January 5, 2023 to: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 24 Poetry Contest Sponsor: Mark Toney Poem of the day on May 19, 2019 Placed 2nd: Your choice (6) contest by Brian Strand Placed 2nd: Musical Inspiration Poetry Contest by Joseph May Song: Holding Back the Years