You took my dreams;
The swallows of my autumn years,
and banished them without a care.
You defiled and destroyed their virgin flight,
ones that remained have migrated to the winter sun.
So hopeful and fresh in the youth of their summer state;
but summer soon passed, and I did not see it happen.
The leaves of youth have fallen and…
the sorrow of winter tears cover them in frost.
I still hear their distant cries,
and the smell of their season.
I have their memories and the calls of their summer song.
So long departed, so far away, but…
I still feel the warmth of their summer.
Goodbye my Swallow friends, may you find
your dreams on a distant shore.
Dreams that are not mine, but can be lived,
once more…
© The Swallow’s Farewell 27/03/2012
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Violet-green Swallow – Tachycineta thalassina (Photo credit: slobirdr)
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