Sparkled Memories
Resplendent in her deferential grace;
Her countenance now wears the strains of time.
I’m hungry to receive her soft embrace.
She fills me with her warmth - comfort sublime.
Her welcome hearth brings solace to my mind.
A child, I was all dirty knees and grime.
Sweet laughter, songs, and merriment combined.
My heart has ached to breathe her rich perfumes;
reminding me of youth I left behind.
Dark echoes now within the lifeless rooms
where shadows dance like ghosts across the floor
and sparkled memories are bathed in gloom.
Now standing at the threshold of her door,
I slowly turn for one last look in case
I never look into these halls once more.
I’m stricken by the life I can’t replace.
Resplendent in her deferential grace.
Copyright © Darkland Poetry | Year Posted 2015
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