Ode to a Lost Love

Could it be that my dreams

Are to remain?

And that my songs you’ll

Never play again?

Like the birds who have

Lost their home,

I am a lost home,

Who thirst, who long

That in every tear

No hope for joy;

And in every touch

No hope for care;

And in every smile

No hope for warmth;

Could it be that the

Love I gave away,

Like the birds who have

Lost their home,

Will be lost and never

To come back again?