Memories Poem by Robert Fagan
Memories
Songs of grace, a sullen face
lies in tired hands
Holding on to memories
buried in the land.
Time to go, yet to know
how things will be
Holding on to memories
buried in the sea.
Fires light, wings on flight
eagles can't be bound
Holding on to memories
buried in the ground.
Rows of stone, ash from bone
But I won't be there
I'll be holding on to memories
sailing in the air.
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