Written by: Michael Degenhardt

She weeps into her open hands Which support gently her broken heart A love, lamenting, worthy of tomorrow Is but no more… her fading dream She pains to whisper of that love His name that she no longer calls upon But, yet, the tears of today erode The very memory of yesterday… and she sighs Breath takes life within her lungs As her eyes seek the light of day, upon drying Her heart, once replete, is now deplete but filled With hope of life, within a future of her dreams