Paradise Lost 

There was once for a time

Sunshine even in the rain

And comfort for my pain

Dissent has blasted the top

 From that kind mountain

And cast it below into the cove

 Where I used to linger

No calm waters will it contain any longer

It is all taken away now... gone

And I am as one lost with no home

The trees all stand barren and stark

For the mountain top is cold and dark

And the wind whistles... lonely

Singing mournfully to me

Through the hole left in my heart

Where Eden has ceased to be

 

 

©June 17,2009

Faye Sizemore

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"In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
- Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)