West

Insignificant memories
Breezes in the dust
The pendulum swings
And it swings back
You call home
I am lost, you are gone
Driftwood in a desert
Pale mountain dew
Hidden time’s forgotten
Trophies won
Of miscause
Traces, of pain
In the love of a heart
But it’s gone too soon
To recall what was lost
Time to give it away
And hold what’s worth the cost