Chasm

By Meredith |

Twas a clear and sprightly Mid-Spring May

But many, many years has gone

Since it left me here forlon

Warm and brilliant was the sun

That cut across the crystal sky.

With rays that fluttered down below

To tickle shoulders, cheeks and chins

An allegro of children’s laughter

Ascended to the trees

And brushed along the birds

Who waltzed all through the air.

Twas a clear and sprightly, Mid-Spring May

But many, many a year has gone

Since it left me here forlorn.

Summer’s blazing heat fueled the burning passions

While words of anger’s furry billowed on

All through Autumn’s gusting winds

By winter’s steely gaze, all was frozen into place.

Twas a clear and sprightly Mid-Spring May

But many, many a year has gone

Since it left me here forlorn.

A ghastly haze of darkness floated in

Covering a vast divide of tangled cords

Hidden in the valley’s deep ne’r to be undone

No doctor could mend the wounds

No chemist could conjure the potion

No mother could sing a lullaby sweet enough

Chasm.

A great chasm had formed.