a nostalgic note from the future

some lament
how glorious the past
acknowledging good times
too don't last
 
blissfully unaware
perhaps blinded
by the glare
that greatness lay
right there
 
give it three years
those right here
when they will be back
sight then, they won't lack
 
they'd then see
what's not seen now
obvious talents
they missed somehow
 
whist you can
in the now
do not delay
take a bow
 
poets of D.U
old, current and new
time  
you realized it well too
in the future
you'll be missed
hope you come back
it will be wished