Left Alone Poem by David Blake

In a valley not too far from the sea,
a city once stood, where the daffodils
danced and all men were free.
Carelessly wandering to and fro full of
joy, love, peace and hope they joined
in unity and all became as one. The
music was their friend, the rhyme the
beat the summer heat and then there
was the night sticky and sweet.
Memories divine, less real with the
every eroding passage of time. The
foundation washed away and now at
the edge of the abyss I try but can no
longer see her lights.