Precious


Long ago I had a friend
Long ago when
I was young
Precious time.

Long ago I had a home
Set in hills, green
And sparkling with water
Like emerald and diamond
Precious land

Long ago there was a war
And I lost him
Kind and brave and bright as a star.
Precious friend.

I have a memory
Held in amber, prized,
Precious. Driven far away
Still I remember.

Innocent I was.
And I was loved. Take
That not from me
Precious love.

- Varda