Memory Of Home Poem by Barry Middleton

I had to give up what I loved
I had no other choice
the place I loved was beautiful
I still can hear its voice

it sang to me a simple tune
of hills and valley creeks
it sang of seasons and of time
and how the forest speaks

it sang of passion and of love
forgone with cold despair
it sang of friendship and of faith
without an answered prayer

I don't regret the going forth
but I cannot return
a falling tear just adds to grief
my eyes forever burn

the road of life is long and hard
and filled with loss and pain
the greatest sorrow lies behind
I can't go home again

so I will dream of destiny
as I recall the past
for I remember all I loved
as long as memory lasts