The icy snow and windswept streets
Evince a sightless, soundless scene
As memories so long forgot
Are brought to mind while footsteps trod
Along the landscapes once well known
From prior years lost long ago.
The neon lights tempt lonely hearts
Swift escapes from swift departs.
Cafes tout melancholy wares
As music wafts out in the air.
Thoughts of what was lost return
As forbidden years of mirth.
And through the windswept weary streets
The footsteps echo and retreat
As memories of all long lost
Return again to give hearts pause.