My tears were all dry,

gone, with yesterday’s pain

Like morning dew

They were lost in the rain

Perhaps I was free

Or rather suppressed

Memories of her

And my love gone to rest.

But come from the dark

In unwelcome pain

Loneliness and sorrow

To rest in my brain.

And again, I’m reminded

Of the joy that was lost

And the bleak shadows

Of her tomorrows loss.

So, to amber protection

And alcohol’s bliss

I drink to her

And pour her the rest