Shattered remnants of a half remembered dream
From a different reality, yet so real they seem
Like faded voices on the breeze
Haunted echoes of forgotten memories
Those half forgotten memories
Reach out to grasp and seize
In a vain attempt to have us believe
But serve only to confuse and deceive
Phantoms and illusions of the past
Vague shadows on the wall they cast
Elusive, they flicker and turn and twist
Like illicit lovers longing to be kissed
Whispers in the wind that cry
Gathering secrets as they pass by
Secrets lost as we seek to reveal
Truth or were they ever real ?
Listen to both the foolish and the wise
For somewhere in between you will find a compromise
In those fragments of those scattered dreams
Of childish and foolish schemes
Like fallen snow
They come and go
Like fallen leaves, they will fade away
Just as we will too, some day.
We still live in the memories of friends and foe
But our time is short we have to go
And their memories of us will linger on
But who will remember us, when they too are gone ?
c/ Denis Murphy 07 July 2020.