Trailing Road to Nowhere
She mourns for one who filled her days
With springtime's joy and summer's glee;
Her life seems lost within a haze
From which she cannot seem to flee.
Until sweet autumn's chilling breeze
Brought winter's loss and sorrow's grief,
She'd lived and loved and felt at ease
Not seeing time a ticking thief.
She sits where once they both had sat;
She sleeps upon the bed they shared.
Somehow a moment changed all that;
Now, not a remnant's even spared.
Within her heart, he still remains
Though she must finish out her years;
but all she sees are dampened stains,
from broken-hearted, flowing tears.
Her voice groans gray on silent walls
For he is gone where souls rejoice;
Each quiet night still echoes calls
that come without a conscious choice.
Beyond death's gate and pain's harsh hand,
His smile must dance released at last;
But she still longs to understand
How quickly present turns to past.
That road to nowhere trails her mind
Pretending somewhere nothing's changed,
Yet, knowing wishes only wind
Down lonely paths now rearranged.
Recalling hopes and dreams of love
In clear, commanding days of youth,
She watches night's own stars above
and longs to touch the final truth.
By Peggy Paris
© 2008 Peggy Paris
(All rights reserved)