No Homecoming
No Homecoming
Memory flows like the wind through chimes
Of a love so sweet only a fool would not know
To remember forever the passing of a sublime
Giving of a love so timeless, so bold
Perhaps etched in stone, a remembrance displaying
An imbedded longing, a need to take back
A life, ending so sudden and cruel, displacing
A hope, a promise not kept for a lack
Of a knowledge yet to be discovered
Despite for centuries past progress so swift
Has yet to seal a chasm, uncovered
Of a despair of loss, a smile to uplift
No broken spirit, however, ‘tis only body
Unscathed thy soul, a candle that burns
Within the reminiscing of truth not forgotten
A lover, a fool at times, yes, who still yearns
To trace his words, words under no pretense
Will give forth his mournful meaning
Flavored with life’s riches, bounty, a permeation like incense
Words etched with caution, for he hopes for this to be his dreaming
Fool cannot sustain his own life for
The grievance of his promise broken too soon
Through death a betrayal leaving fool forlorn
Yet was witness to a lover whose own devotion waxed and waned like the elliptical moon
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