Monday, January 2, 2012

Memories of Hope



A rose red sky,
Here you lie.
No slumbering dreams
Your beauty seems
Fading now,
Your silken hair,
Takes my tear.

Cold are your eyes
As you gaze to the skies.
Faded now
The dream somehow
Where did you go?
Where I can not follow.
Once we walked the hill
Where I sit still.
Gazing o'er the distant shore.

Then under the rosen sky,
May I one day lie.
Feel the breeze
Beneath those trees.
Feel you near
Against my side.
And watch again the flowing tide.

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