Why yes, it IS another poetry post!
“Yet, those who are remembered still live on”
A solace offered up against the dark
But memories peak and fade and then are gone
Hearts are not made to have things writ thereon
As ink on paper, purposeful and stark
Yet those who are remembered still live on
Our minds, perhaps, are written thus upon
Our interactions permanently marked
But memories peak and fade and then are gone
Like keening interrupted by the dawn
Like lucid dreaming scattered by the lark;
Yet those who are remembered still live on
I saw you chase the years with such élan
Your actions not as embers but as sparks
But memories peak and fade and then are gone
A quiet rage at grief too broadly drawn
Sincerely meant, yet meaningless remarks
For those who are remembered still live on;
But memories peak and fade and then are gone