let us remove to the last vault of time,
tear away all of your pain,
hold the days closer, they’re slipping away,
see, i’ve forgotten again.
carousels wished for and dreams lay abandoned,
fields of rusted decay.
whispers of song birds will tell the whole story,
evening light fading away.
2008 Vivian Louise Saavedra
*This poem came to me nearly complete today, with a tune.