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Poem – Memorial (By Melissa R. Mendelson)

 

Atrocious moments in time

paint history in red,

and a thousand words

can’t silence a million tears shed.

Beautiful faces and gentle hands

disappear from lives led,

and golden grains of love

slip from hearts bled

from icy teardrops of loss,

chasing pain and dread.

But never would they be forgotten

for all they dreamt and said,

and always would memory burn

as roads of time travel ahead.

 

[su_melissa_mendelson]