PLACES
I dreamed a dream
of times gone by
of a world
I thought would never die:
soothing voices,
warm embraces
hearts beating as one.
But the world doesn't speak to me
the way it did before
and all I knew has faded
into Memory's languid caress.
Comments
Hey, Geremia
this piece started as the voice of everyone's dream and the despair which comes wth time, maybe seeing the dream out of reach. emmm, may I ask why you entitled it "Places"? I hope the others will read this. Its a good write.
Alid
each moment in time brings us
each moment in time brings us to a different place in life; memory brings back to places in time which fade away with the years.
thank you,
joe
dang it Joe!
You make it seem so easy to write well. I liked this...a lot and see no room for improving it........stan
:) :) Thanks. Stan
:) :)
Thanks. Stan