Broken Vows
Rooth, stress, suffering;
The vows of this once fruitful friendship are all broken.
Words cannot fix what has been done.
A handshake will not unfold many hopes and dreams.
A smile tries to hide the pain and sorrow, but it slowly blows away with the wind.
The mind seeming empty, no picture behind the frame.
The treasure box is locked and you've misplaced the key.
You're losing sweet memories, impatiently seeking to find happiness.
copyright 2001: Victoria Anne Mc Larnon |