Lost Bridges


Days that were found become lost
And run into memories and tears.
I cannot find that bridge to my past.

Turning away from all that it cost
Memories hide among my deepest fears.
Days that were found become lost.

Thinking back to when fingers crossed,
When the clouds sailed by unfurled,
I cannot find that bridge to my past.

I know that I have seen a ghost.
You are no longer in my world,
Days that were found become lost.

Little remains of what was loved most,
Once thinking hands would never part.
I cannot find that bridge to my past.

Now the warmth turns silently to frost,
Your face fades deep in my heart.
Days that were found become lost.
I cannot find that bridge to my past.

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