Clouds passing puffy white,
blue skies now in sight,
rivers frozen from the cold
have me grasping for days
of old.
How much time do we have?
The question makes me laugh,
yesterday is here and gone,
like a forgotten song.
Clouds passing puffy white,
blue skies now in sight,
rivers frozen from the cold
have me grasping at days
of old.
Sweet memories bring a
smile, warms the heart
and bridges the distance
of the long miles.
Clouds passing puffy white,
blue skies now in sight,
rivers frozen from the cold
have me grasping at days
of old.
~
The sun is shining and the snow fails to melt away,
this false ray of light brings a little hope to the day.
The trees are bare and they stand through the test
of time, with spring they'll come to life, placing
the dormant images behind.
My heart felt sorrow, my soul knows it all to well
from the moment you left me the gates opened to hell.
Is there such a thing as happiness or is it a masque
for all that is inside? As I place a smile on my face
the tears from my eyes swell.
~
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