A Promise Made
On the outskirts of town,
Where the sun stains the hardened ground,
I hold a moment in time,
In a sacred space of my mind.
Before days when I was grey,
When the world had a lot to say,
She stood where I could see,
The past and future meet for me.
A flash far away from here,
When we flew to places - in far off spaces.
The road would wind - we'd hold on tight,
Travel on - throughout the night,
I'd take your hand - until the light,
A Promise Made.
Now many memories away,
Windows of time begin to haze,
Reach to find your gentle hand,
Taken by the currents of sand.
On the outskirts of time,
When memories play confusing rhymes,
I hold a moment with you,
Grasp on to what is true.
A Promise Made.
