Monday, September 27, 2010

Picture Frames and Time Travel

And so we sit and wait
For memories of glory days to fade
When love was more than just a song we sang.

Those years and miles,
That all got traveled
Are left behind for nights of sorrow.

What becomes of picture frames
That hold our dreams
And photographs of two in love?

Somewhere in time all things worked out,
On some distance star in some unknown world
The place where time stands still
And you will never forget.

But tonight all the leaves will change colors
And all the trees will become bare
Showing their limbs
Lifted to the sky.

For love once filled this heart of mine
And your smile could light up my room,
But now the fatigue has set in
And I can only lift my hands to the sky.

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