Meadow of Dreams

Our memories are whispered into the warm wind
Carried away with the butterflies into sun-kissed meadows
Scattered and lost amongst the tall grass and natural beauty,
Amongst the hazy and surreal golden fields,
Abandoned and forgotten, like Atlantis
I wanted to preserve our happiness
But time makes you bolder
Your last words melt into time's forgetful breeze
Seasons change, time continues, life goes on
As even children get older
Memories wander from our conscious minds into the golden fields of long-lost time
Where dreams of true love and peace frolic and play
Unnoticed by the harsh world around the meadow of our dreams
Ignored, because dreams aren't reality
Perhaps our dreams were once our memories
Memories from an innocent childhood, an innocent love
Those memories of peace, love, and innocence swirl into dreams as they travel away on time's
wind
So long ago, they become one with the breeze of dreams
As the memories of our love fade away while the breeze rolls over the grass
We realize the only thing we can rely on is
That the flow of time's swirling breeze will carry our dreams and memories away
To that long-lost golden meadow
Where our forgotten dreams and innocense and love wait for someone
Someone who will chase after the butterflies in the warm wind...