In my life past,
I may have left
Some time pass,
Thus feel bereft
So precious be,
Its loss apes theft
Be sad discovery,
One shan’t forget
Its careless waste,
Fills me with regret
For time left behind,
Thru foolish neglect
With risk ne’er find,
Be days edged lost
Has me resigned,
Demons tilt recall
Beg gives attention,
Save be offer small
Could ere well lead,
To one recovering all
With ostensible speed,
For it’s ne’er too late
To find time left behind!