Irish blood breeds velvet eyes <br />Or so I’ve since observed <br />Since you last revealed the skies <br />I’ve kept your memory well preserved. <br /> <br />Alas, upon a portrait tainted green with the ugliest of envies, <br />Shadows cast confusion, the years go by in their turning, <br />I find it easier more so each day to laugh at the mistakes of the past, <br />I feel as though I’m learning, still finding it hard to conceive <br />That everything I learn I can not believe through the greatest irony of contradiction. <br /> <br />That I should come to accept a reality without you seems no fair deal <br />To a soul upon the leash of his heart strings.<br /><br />David Lacey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shadows-cast-confusion/
