Memories

Hast thy felt the warmest inner

On a night that has thine end

For one with you remains the winner

When in you shall find a friend.

Find the warmth that clones thine heart

Find the wind that bloweth.

Find the time to make life start

Find the light that gloweth.

Distance kills as mine truth be told

In arms of one unknown.

To grow part in time as truth be fold

Till warmth from thine heart is flown.

To the day where a glance be caught

As a memory flickers clear.

To the days gone to naught but thought

And truth to mine heart is dear.