The Broken Slipper Poem by Fles

Never thought it would come to this
When all those years had passed me by,
These battered dreams which lie in ruin
Beneath an opalescent sky
Are all I have from what is past,
The memories of those futile hopes,
And now my time is closing fast
And all my fancies up in smoke.
I touched my love but oh-so-brief
And now from me she's far away;
I did not beg, for even that
Would not have made her think to stay.
The passion sparked twixt us in kind:
It lit my soul and heart with fire
And burned her image in my mind,
My love for her will never tire;
And yet, I fear my faith will wane
Away with time, and so to die;
This hope which kindled fire in me
And dreams of love which passed me by.