What are these Memories, These Memories so dear, It's coming back to me now, As I shed a crimson tear. The forest stretches wide, There is no light, Darkness calls and I hide, I fear the Shadows' whispers. The field of gold sways, As I pass the dark river, Where the raven plays, And I run farther. The mountain will quiver, As I trudge through thick snow, And the raven will deliver, A message from afar. The valley will shiver, As night brings cold, And everything will freeze over, My secret I will forever hold. Arashi Seal
Dark_Wolf_Shadow15 · Wed Jun 25, 2008 @ 07:43pm · 0 Comments |