Tears fall down pale cheeks

Glimmering clear tears out of brown eyes

He is alone

Sitting in a cold, dark room

Frightened, hurt, battered

His heart...his soul...scarred

He holds a loving memory to keep his sanity

He cannot remember a caring voice

A warm home

A kind embrace

He cannot grasp a joyous smile on her face

He does not remember what it is like to love

To run in the summer grass, dew clinging to his shoes

To bask in the warm afternoon sun, with the rays beating on his face

He cannot remember.