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Friday, July 21, 2006

Who you were disappears

When did you forget who you were?
Was it when the wind sang his voice
Through the desert and rode in
On the dry tumbleweeds
Seems sad that you heard the call.

How did you forget who you were?
Was it slowly or in a swift moment
With a glance from his clear eyes
That stole your soul and
Made you forget about the rest

Where did you forget who you were?
Was it in Paris on a weekend getaway
Or walking up your driveway
With the news in your hand
And you slipping away.

Do you wonder who you were?
I hope you think of the person
In your dreams and remember
The soul, the laughter and the tears
That were so real.

3 Comments:

At 9:23 AM, Anonymous Ron said...

Kyra, this is beautifully done. Forgetting (who we are, were) is an all too common malady of contemporary culture and human development.
Reminds me of my post a few days ago in a similar vein: http://ronrussosjournal.com/?p=298

Came here by way of our friend Travis of Zen Moon. Enjoyed this very much.

 
At 2:56 PM, Blogger Eliza said...

Beautiful & sad, Kyra. It will be added to my quote book.

 
At 9:00 AM, Blogger Travis Jay Morgan said...

This is beautfull Kyra. We are in a constant state of change...who we are now will differ from who we are on the following moments. I thought you expressed the past selfs very nice.

 

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