The writing faded on the page <br />The paper yellowing with age <br />An age of innocence then died <br />The blurring marks where once i cried <br />The memories flow back to me <br />Why did she ever have to leave? <br />The writing fading from the page <br />The sadness now becomes of age <br />The paper's corner now a flame <br />I shall not see those words again.<br /><br />David Keig<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-old-flame/
