I should have known better and read you right

You were nestled into the setee,
telling when your silver mining led you to the light
Though your talk was a duel of reminiscences was you
Triggered to muster a smile so tight against the past or
everything that was vibing in the minutes of then?
But I never asked that little bit of if you were zen or bothered
By the flies in the garland disturbing your pleasure?
So relly think i got to offer amends on your alter.