In Remembrance of Youth
I miss You All
You know who you are.
I am in deep thinking mood today and full of reflections of what has been, and what has been missed. These few words remind me of all those important moments in my life that have been lost for ever. The reasons still remain a mystery to me, and leave me with so many questions. Why do we love and yet feel so much pain? What is it that nurtures our soul and then lulls us into a strange world of self doubt? Why do the people that we love so genuinely still hurt us? These questions my friends are reflections of a mind that can sometimes be full of misunderstanding.
For all of those that I have loved, and some I have lost.
The spangled sunset shines softly on deep horizons,
as another day settles down, and will soon be gone;
a last lingering glimpse down defenceless fence-line of setting sun,
and then the sighs of a sleeping desert until rising again, a new dawn.
The night sounds in whispers of wind's weary and wild whistles,
from within the secrets of dim dry dunes dissapear and dissolve;
the darkness stumbles through standing cactus and thistles,
while the heat of a day's fury succums with no resolve.
The beauty of the painted sunset falls between cracked sky and black soil,
while sleepy, tired cowboys lay down their sweet heads again;
for tomorrow will bring back more of the same turmoil,
yet, smiling, they will wake to once more ride across the arid plain.
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