Without You
My lonely heart looks upon a pale blue sky
that grows dark
with a quiet and solemn understanding of what was
a love...never to be forgotten
now a stumbling wanderer
trying to cross the heart's desert
where the sun will set without color
and songbirds are only heard in echoes
of yesterday's songs
that play like haunting melodies
in a whispered timeless fashion
Alone, with the sadness of death
filled with unleased tears used to paint memories
on the darkened walls of happier times
when love was a glorious dream
that trembled the heart in an unyielding truth
the day love died...without saying goodbye
8/11/19
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2019
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