Memorial to Yesterday
Bits and pieces fit together
In the ruins in my mind,
Memories in shattered fragments
Of the years I've left behind,
I stumble like a blind man
As I wander through the rooms
Cobwebbed corners, shaded windows
And the musty smell of tombs,
Wrotting coffins lit by torches,
That will burn forevermore,
And I, weeping, wander sadly
Opening each and every door.
I place flowers to the memories
Of Loves I've seen grow old,
And I mourn, for 'twas not my heart
But 'twas theirs that did grow cold,
And when leaving I blow kisses
to the dreams I leave behind
Each of them are broken pieces
of the ruins in my mind.
by R. F-M
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