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