Withered Are Memories Made On False Ground

Withered Are Memories Made On False Ground Majesty of her charms , pale in light now Love's glow has died, ashes only remain She was sad , my heart took a fleeing bow Her cries left only darkened bitter stain No long goodbye words, we both knew not how She was mad, I felt no need to explain What is the past but dead dreams on black ice Time returns us not to make our amends Wishful thinking, going back would be nice Yet new pains could rise, and forward it sends With no overs, nothing said would suffice Best journey on, racing around the bends In hindsight , glory heavily infests False goodness and sweet touches abound However, truth lies in dark empty nests Where heartache and misery were first found Seek not ye fools gold as wisdom suggests Withered are memories made on false ground Robert J. Lindley, 5-02-2016