Sitting alone with memories
Next to the phone, a book of numbers
Along the passage echoes of
Echoes of many feet running
The dining room still has roast aroma
Charred meat when time went over
A symphony of photographs adored
Adorn the mantelpiece forlorn
Without a lively fire beneath
The coldness not one for heat to treat
Warmth faded from sights eyes
In the light of old age, time gone by
No need to wait for long or sigh
Seeing in mind a mind to mind
We will not fade like sunlit drapes
More like a shooting stars that travel far
With a light that flashes in the heavens
That raises souls up high with
Lovers' dreams and wishes
As we fly across the sky
Leaving traces in mind's eye
We'll have no sadness when we die
And as for me, no reminiscing
Did you leave, just what is missing?
I just look up into the sky
There I'll soon find you rushing by.
David Taylor
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sepia-and-starlight/
