Cast Aside

A ragged piece of flotsam
Floating on the sea
A bit of paper long discarded
Tumbling in the breeze

An old, forgotten, broken doll
Cast aside one summer day
Abandoned by a tiny child
With other games to play

A lonely creature of the night
Crying for love lost
A pretty flower out of season
Frozen by an early frost

A never ending bitter season
A land too bleak to cultivate
A troubled mind which knows no peace
A heart too hard to break

These gifts, my love, you gave to me
When you traveled on
What’s left are ashes in the wind
And this dreary little song