The Fog of Memory

Morning burns away the fog of yesterday

Through these eyes I see almost clearly

Each year compounds what’s valued

I cherish those moments dearly

Once in a dream, I found you

My beating heart is heavily scarred

Tread lightly on this used soul

Reminding myself to love hard

Absence crystalizes those snapshots

Tightly gripped remembrances will shatter

Time grinds memories into dust

Sifting to retrieve those that matter

Waves of obscuring mist converge

Simple reflections are threadbare

Sadness swells as you drift away

Alone on my planet, I sit and stare

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