Dove

Ephemeral

If only the pain in my heart was ephemeral 

Like the scent of Roses in a vase

Fleeting as they wither ever gently 

Dropping their petals slowly in place 

 

If only my heartache was temporary 

Not a forever tattoo in my soul

This lingering pain could disappear 

And happiness I could  nicely behold

 

If only the pain in my heart was ephemeral 

Like the passing scenery from a train

Just fleeting picturesque moment

Momentary like clouds dropping rain