March 13, 2009

Memories


My footsteps let to the attic floor
I felt the creaking staircase sway
Slowly and softly i climbed them up
Clearing the cobwebs away

The door sung back with ease and quiet,
The room lay dark and seemed at rest;
Trapped in the past,it lovingly held
Beautiful memories clutched to its breast.
The dull glow from my candle flame
Pick out shapes hauntingly old;
The years just rolled away from me
Each shape its foregotten stories told.

The framed photograph fallen on the floor
With unseen hand beckoned me near;
I cleared away the dust of fears
And gazed once more at those faces dear

Those blurred images sprung into my life
The present gone,I was back in the past ;
My remembering eyes clouded over,
Reliving the moment of love that I lost

A bundle of dusty letters I found
Held lovingly by a dirty bow;
My eyes caressed the printed words
Written in love those summers ago
The cards that proclaimed tender care
Still held in them petals of flowers,
Those soft fragrance brought back to me
The magic of those stolen hours

The broken sea shell,pale and smooth,
One of the relics time has spared;
I kept it to my ear and heard,
Echoes of joyful laughter shared

The rusty pen,the sketch so old
Each object brought me joy and pain
Though time went on,for me it stood still,
In a room where the past was here again
I sat among the snatches of memories
Their beauty mirrored in my tears.
In that silent room,echoes of yesterday
Were lost in time to human ears.