Remembering
The moon in her quiet beauty shone bright in the darkness of the cloudless night.
The meadow where once as lovers we had lain was quiet that night though I tried in vain
To remember the sound of your voice and laughter; to hold onto happily ever after.
But you had gone and left me here to live alone and face loneliness and fear.
The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place once so magical now hurt to behold.