Petals of the Wind

Icy Tears

I learnt a lesson long ago
From a friend I used to know
So the story goes like this
It was started by a kiss
It was cold and it was sad
When the girl lost what she had
Cried for hours, cried in vain,
For his name became her shame.

Still she says and smiles with love
As she thinks about their grove
And about the peaceful nights
Filled with kisses and delights.
He was charming told me she.
She was young and foolish, he.
Both remembered, none have said
About words and roses red.

One last thing she did recall
How he did not love at all,
How he told her words so cruel,
Then compared her to a mule.
She was crying tears of shame
Thinking she was drenched in blame
'Did I love you? Not a chance'
'All I wanted was a dance'.
Thus he left the girl in pain
Her life being but a grain
In his hourglass of sand
Of a once desired land.