Memories and Regrets
The windows of regret are open now
I long to drift out into the quiet night
But now to my memories I must bow
Holding on to heartaches oh so tight
The window is covered in golden thread
Which moves in rhythm with the breeze
The silken colors mourn my dead
And sorrow brings me to my knees
Why did you leave this world so soon?
Again I taste the salt of silver tears
I should have held you 'neath the moon
Forever through these countless years
To night belong shadows of our past
When innocence crowned our heads
The day that fate had ruled our last
And placed my heart among the dead.......
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2010
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