Souvenirs of our heart

Hello, faded photographs~

Do you remember me?
that smiling young girl,
who freely gave her heart
only to have it torn apart

Hello, old sad love letters~

Old memories stained with my tears
I haven’t seen you for many years
those tender words that I shared
with a boy who never cared

Hello, dust covered memories~

I still remember you
that love I gave was true
my heart to him, I did dedicate
but his heart did not reciprocate

A woman now with wisdom on my side
the pains he left have gone and died
I’ve rid my heart of pain and tears
So goodbye this time, silent souvenirs.

Reviews

[Frances O'Neill]

Nice, simple, real, and life!

[Jibey]

Beautifully composed and so eloquent in its remembrance of times past - the 'salad days' of youth - and recognition of the here and now...