Our palms were full

and no words were needed

 

Now ....our palms empty

There are still no words

 

So with this .....my words are forever speechless

And ........making unutterable sounds

I roam the history of our making

Trying to find a gem of remembrance

But there is none

 

Trying to find the star which beheld our existance

But,  alas,  it has gone .......

Escaped to a land far, far away

I wish we could have stayed

I wish, I wish, upon a Star

That once had Shone