Burning Bridges

The echoes of a silent night,
Birds that sing and a rising light.

The memory of a perfect time,
The friend for you and you were mine.

Days that passed in lighter veins,
Merrier times and easier ways.

A friend I had so long ago,
Would change so soon, I'd never know.

I missed the telling signs,
That showed themselves everytime.
I should have known what would be,
How soon it would pass to memory.

A broken bond,
That seemed so strong.
Lost and gone,
So long, so long.