What if I roll back these pages
See through the mists of the ages
On stories the memories can't tell
Lament not what passed through the fingers
Arresting the scene here to linger
Unsoured by heart's staining shell
If I could but live there forever
No thought for the pain here and after
Holding the truths not to quell
I'd never again live in anguish
Alone in my thoughts left to languish
Remembering just the farewell






