Melting Memories
Melting Memories
The night is dark,
And filled with shadows of past.
With no moon to shine,
I seek little light.
A small candle burns,
At the corner of the room,
And I stare,
At the melting memories,
That still lights my room.
The night is dark,
And filled with shadows of past.
With no moon to shine,
I seek little light.
A small candle burns,
At the corner of the room,
And I stare,
At the melting memories,
That still lights my room.