10/03/12 - 4:20pm
Nostalgia
By Lana Chesley, Kasilof
Nostalgia that makes
The stomach ill,
Forever down and
Trembling will
Always seek the
Moments when
Ever the near
Seems never again.
Once sought,
Once gained,
One lost,
Retained.
Memories that dry the rain.
Nostalgia seems to
Stake the sane
And still to render
The headled in pain.
Ever, always
Never and night.
There’s more to life
Than meets the eye.
