sepia

(a villanelle)

Roses” ~MichaelGaida (pixabay)

time that has worn your memory,
once brilliant, polished, glittering,
leaving of our love only mockery

recollections fall to knavery,
stealing treasures of our life, this cheating
time that has worn your memory

the graying yearsʻ crushing slavery
chain your laughter, your song only echoing,
leaving of our love only mockery

trembling fingers search your tracery,
unforgotten, your smile, in this fading
time that has worn your memory

cling to bits of fading imagery,
moments of our lives now passing,
leaving of our love only mockery

relentless, before lifeʻs battery,
relentless, as cliffs before the ocean falling:
time that has worn your memory
leaving of our love only mockery