of light remembered
in silken streams
come back to wonder
in starlit dreams
of waltzes spinning
in graceful flow
come back, I'm dancing
to tunes you know
of music drifting
in serenades
with notes of sweetness
that we once made
of distant dwellings
in chapels fair
where tender verses
were wove with care
of laughter falling
of friendship, true
of light remembered--
it beckons you
when day is dawning
and hurts have died
come back, my dear one
forget we cried
M.A.King
Author notes
Would never have thought that I was the one more forgiving.
Please tell me what you think
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Nostalgic
This is a kind remembrance, until the last four lines. The lights, dancing, music, vows, smiles - betrayal. Can we learn and forget at the same time?
Beautiful, light treatment of a deep question. Well done, Mary.
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