A Poem: A picture in the past

I saw your picture today, a young love long forgotten

The years have washed over the youthful face I remember

Time has not been kind to you, and there is more time ahead

The crisp blue eyes that captivated me once no longer glisten

Porcelain skin now ruddy and red, I see vanity has escaped your grip

A softness hardened by nights and drink, games of youth others left behind

Where have you traveled to wear such a mask of sadness

What troubles have you lived through and seen

You are burdened with the weight of the world, alone, too soon

It’s just a picture but it spoke a thousand mournful words to me

With a thousand bright memories of moments once, long ago

I recall your perfect start, I hope you will be able to change the ending

I saw your picture today, a young love long forgotten

An original composition by the author of Ends and Beginnings