Memory Lane

This silent night, this night like few

I sit and write , a poem new

About 'ol friends, and new friends too

Memories good and bad, I quietly brew

It started with a morning bright

A face, a whisper, those eyes like night

And lightning struck me as I stared

But at that point I hardly cared.

The years ahead, were filled with light

My life reduced, to one desire

I floated in those pools of flames

they called them eyes, I called them fire.

And then one day the sky grew dark

The face was gone, the eyes were shut

The lightning left an ugly mark

A sinking feeling, Deep in my gut

The years that came, I won't regret

They broke me down and built me new

The pools of flame were now a threat

The fires out and darkness grew

And here I am, in a pitch dark room

A different man, a different heart

The stones of wisdom in my hands

Trying hard to light, another spark!!