Like a pile of broken bricks <br />ones they said you’d never fix. <br />Like a rhyme that has no song <br />a song that sings of what has gone. <br />Lyrics that fall like tears <br />words that in your eyes are fears. <br />Tears that on your cheeks <br />are flowing creeks of sorrows wept. <br />Memories are all you have to keep <br />when dreaming in your restless sleep <br />of the ways your life might go <br />in all tomorrows that they show. <br />Thinking, can it make it so <br />will it change the future <br />what do we know? <br />Lying here in the dark <br />waiting for the breaking light. <br />wondering what might come <br />with the rising of the early morning sun. <br />Heart leaps up and mind falls quiet <br />when you find lying still <br />deep inside your heart, your will <br />my love which never did depart <br />when you were dreaming, in the dark.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-dark-14/
