Thursday, November 26, 2009

Time calls and I answer her soft summons.

She shows me a past full of favourite places

Flowers and trees that enchant and shade

In so many gardens linked by leafy lanes

Sunshine filled days and crescent moons

It shows me love that has come and gone.

It shows friends who have been so loyal.

Yet also shows that only the future counts

For while we live, breathe, and yet see love

The world is the treasure of innocent souls

For one day soon enough shall the world dim

Yet all memories will awaken into light again

No memories shall be as beautiful as the ones

Made together to stand for all time to come