A Teardrop's Memory
I was young, working in the back duct; when the elders started to speak
A joyous moment has arrived, open the flood gates for LOVE unique
As they rapturously paraded down the contour of the young man's cheek
AS HE SAID " I DO "
As I looked out the mirror of the young man's eyes; I too wanted to run
A Love so true, an oath to entwine Together; Always and Forever as One
I smiled contently, for I knew in his words pure Love had begun
" LOVE YOU "
But then the boom's mooring snapped : whipping Her into the deep blue sea
I lead a brigade of my peers down the trail of my forefathers glee
We marched that same trail , differently : in sorrow, despair and misery
" ALWAYS AND FOREVER "
Onward I bravely lead my comrades to a desolate place where we would die
I know we were not the only tears this young man's broken heart would cry
He never had the chance to hold Her, to kiss Her, to say I LOVE YOU or Good-bye
" L E N O R E "
Inspired by Constance La France's Contest "Dusty Box of Memories"
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