A cry floats on the gentle breeze. <br /> <br />A sound of laughter, A sound of joy. <br /> <br />A child running carelessly through a <br /> <br />flower strewn meadow, petals in her hand, <br /> <br />light in her eyes and a smile on her <br /> <br />sweet lips... <br /> <br />The cool wind dies. <br /> <br />Silence reigns again. <br /> <br />Nothing stirs the air. <br /> <br />Stillness settles in. <br /> <br />My old friend despair returns.<br /><br />James Jarrett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreamed-and-lost/
