by Dee Newman
Lengthening like shadows fleeing from the light
Memories seem to grow as they reach into the night,
Mixing dreams with desire hidden by the day
Glowing like fox-fire as the twilight fades away.
Yes, it’s hard to know when you’ve been left alone
Just how to let her go when she’s already gone.
For nothing’s quite as trying tangled in the knot
As trying to forget what you never quite got.
Appearing out of dreams like a dead and distant star
Memories often seem much brighter than they are.
For what’s sweet to remember was so bitter to take,
A dead and dying ember should never be raked.
Yet, it’s hard to know when you’ve been left alone
Just how to let her go when she’s already gone.
For nothing’s quite as trying tangled in the knot
As trying to forget what you never quite got.
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