Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The Passing of Time

I dance among my memories
soft shadows of the past
Thinking of my yesterdays
the moments they change so fast

I sing among my shimmering dreams
with brightness all around
My little piece of happiness
that in life can not be found

I cry upon my withered soul
remembering it untarnished glow
I wipe my tears upon my heart
once as soft as silk
Now only a tathered cloth
so many times it has been pulled on
fragile now as it falls apart.....