Old Wounds

Life lays open old wounds
Thought once forgotten;
The healing kiss of love like
Salt cuts deep those wounds.
A heart once again afraid to beat;
The soft crashing waves a healing balm.

A child once full of love and joy,
Now sits broken among the rocks.
Pebbles lay around her in testament
To her shattered childhood spirit.

She sits and sings a lonely tune
From deep within her soul;
A mournful melody; a somber mood;
A childhood lost, and gaiety long gone.

Broken dreams, shattered spirit
Lay among the tide at daybreak.
A child’s laughter a distant echo;
A mournful melody plays out among the waves.

--by Arwyn