Figures dancing gracefully
In time with the music
The flow of fabric is captivating
Paineted faces
I remember
But their names I can not trace
Horses prance through
A snow storm
But these memories are drifiting in and out of my mind
These things I used to know
Are a littler hazzy
A different person I used to be
Oh how I wish I can remember the face
Of the person who kept me safe
In their warm inbrace
Alas only bits and pieces can I remember.
But a song I remember the best
That was once my cherished tune
Is my only key to unlocking
The past that I was once apart of
The things I remember are so few
But I truly wish to know
Who were these dancers ,theses faces
That I see
Why did I travel through a storm
With horse
Its seems like my heart is familiar with them all
Yet I can not trace them
Will someone tell me of my past.
For I long to know who my family was
And who I was as well