Forever Embedded Within My Mind. Poem by Brett White

Spring falls, yet once again, and autumn draws
Her dying breath, as the burnt-orange leaf falls.
Grey clouds replace blue summer skies, now gone;
I wistfully wonder where I went wrong.
But yesterday I cannot change, yet I
Wish warm laughter could replace what I deny.
There is no sense in lamenting today,
I just give thanks to God in every way.
For sorrow plagues my dreams, yet it I defy,
And rejoice evermore instead of sigh:
For regrets are sweet energy wasted,
And bitter is the lost love I have tasted.
To cleanse the palate, we must mix them both,
The bitter and sweet, what we love or loathe.
While hindsight is perfect, foresight is needed,
To forgive and forget, mistakes conceded.
But all things fall into their proper place,
My deepest regret is only your face:
I seek it in prayers yet cannot find
Your beauty framed except in my mind.
I suppose memories all have to fade,
But your silhouette is always with gold inlaid.
Hung upon my wall, a priceless treasure-
Worth more than the Earth and beyond all measure.
But if measure we must these memories thus,
Always know that in me lies unbroken trust.