I remember one scent that lingers over
Every memory
Every defining moment that made me
Me
The sweet scent of the lilac trees
That used to lull me into sleep
In their shade
And on the moss
I never knew so much of loss
and pain
Or joy and gain
In the days I would remain
Beneath the lilac trees
When my world came crashing down
When I felt I just might drown
In sorrow or madness
Or sadness and pain
Forever suspended
And there remain
And never might know
Joy or gain
Again
I would find my solace
And my peace,
as fragile it may be
There upon this bed of moss
Looking through the Lilac trees.
Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 9:28 PM UTC
I remember one scent that lingers over
Every memory
Every defining moment that made me
Me
The sweet scent of the lilac trees
That used to lull me into sleep
In their shade
And on the moss
I never knew so much of loss
and pain
Or joy and gain
In the days I would remain
Beneath the lilac trees
When my world came crashing down
When I felt I just might drown
In sorrow or madness
Or sadness and pain
Forever suspended
And there remain
And never might know
Joy or gain
Again
I would find my solace
And my peace,
as fragile it may be
There upon this bed of moss
Looking through the Lilac trees.