Cortence

Reminiscence

Cortence


And so it ends
The dream becomes
Echoes unclear
Unwritten words

The stars uncaught
The maids not laid
The songs unheard
The notes not played or sung

And when I part
Will heaven hold
All that I’ve lost
All that I was?

One day I’ll go
With me my words
But not my dreams
They linger on
And on