Put Old Memories to Sleep

The future calls us but the past

Still whispers softly in our ears,

Earthly joys and sorrows last,

And rivers fill with human tears.

Each dawn brings precious gifts to reap,

The dream impossible made true

And yet within my heart I keep

Pained remembrances of you.

I hear the inner being call,

"No longer in your grief do weep,

Chase the demons from your soul

And put old memories to sleep."