When the sun
refuses to
rise in the
east
no longer
sets in the
west.
When tomorrow
never dawns
the night remains
darkness is
permanent.
Our music stops
playing
not a sound is
heard
the world lies
in silence.
I can no longer
depend on my
muse
to guide heart
and hand
pen and paper
lie in silence
beside me
not a word
forth comming.
As my eyes
close
for the last
time
I breathe my
final breath
Will I forget you?
No,
not even then
I will always
remember.
(c) copyright heather burns