on blue nights
the fading sun retreats,
and years like moments past
rush clearly by.
so much more of what is gone
now follows me on home
and I am left with empty rooms,
and time to count the echoed words
of sad goodbyes.
before the little feet
of children dancing
filled my heart with joy.
and now reflections
fill my eyes with tears . . .
memories of a time
that's gone
and lost forever.