Through the drawn curtain
Daylight seems to gleam,
Saying, Heaven’s certain;
Happiness no dream
Why this revelation?
Why does my heart play?
Simple explanation
Allie’s home today.
Memory hurts – our hearts are stung
But sometimes I think the pain is for
Not a particular place but more...
Sun long gone soon after four
Trees against the sky, no more
With leaves, they claw the dimming cloud...
