Memory

Haze and mist suggest that you once belonged with me but angry foam and sea says this that it could not be Is this just fairy tale is this a fancy or am I simply dreaming a reality that once was around me Hesitant, yes for I am rarely blessed She was once here warm and near but that was long ago faded upon yesteryear Melody and Rhyme distant through time and I alone, hesitant, and silent weeping alone upon a wearied stone and this is my only recourse Memory, chilled and gray But memory that has yet to fade Be with me