Memories

a poem by Anne Sharon W

Alongside the rippling waters blue,
Sat she, in a thought, so deep,
Eyes, a twinkle, yet hiding the true
Promises, that destiny may never keep.
She longed, though she knew,
Her longing was just not fair:
Past her sight cherished dreams flew,
And thoughts too sacred to share.
Time will never, ease away,
Ravages of this tender heart,
Till years trudge to that ultimate day;
When soul and life mortally part.

So she sat through the sunset red,
Her love, in unknown lands doth tread,
Through uncharted courses that to nowhere lead