Memories Poem by Cynthia Grieser
Memories
No matter how much I cling it slowly slips away
And all those vivid colors are fading into gray
That golden gleam is now a red rust
And all those snow white pages have turned into dust
The burning brilliance that was you has turned to ash
And that fiery soul has vanished in a flash
That beautiful face has faded with time
Yet it wasn't long ago that I called you mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/12/2024 2:13:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
