Carry on Oh heartbroken Soul
And the memories come, last week, the weekend, many years ago, So much happiness, so much laughter, so many tears flow. Remember when? Oh yes, things we think, the fun we recall, Only memories now. Buried. Forgotten, until one of us falls.
Such a rush of the past, wondering how we can fight the tears, Gathering the strength, and the courage of future years. Missing are the pieces, the heart, strength, and soul, The love is buried deeply for it is time to go.
© Cynthia Clark