Changing Relationships
August, 2000
LJA
The autumn wind blows
I hear its whistle
Feel its passage
Stirring the ashes of time
Haunting lonely rooms
Where dreams of us
Once lived
The fountains spring to life
Behind my eyes
Cleansing the ache
With salty tears
Blurring the colours
As one by one
The frescos of what
we might have been
Blur and run
In rainbow colours
Pooling in puddles of memories
On the floor
�The calendar pages
Flutter in the wake of the
Howling cries
Flooding rooms with silence
Where once the songs
Were all for you
Yet there
Close beside the eternal fire
Burning here within my heart
Your chair
Worn by your presence
Waits for you
Always ready
Always welcoming
The friend you still will be
The winds will still
The colours dry to carpets
Splashed across the floor
And in my heart
I will find home
A peace-filled place
Where you will always find
A welcome when you visit me
There in your chair ready for you
Whenever you need a resting place
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