Apr 08, 2008 17:33
i used to marvel at the beauty of the world
every leaf on the tree
every cloud that sailed past was a treasure to me
i used to lie in the shade of your affection
every blink of your eye
every breath to escape your lips i called mine
i'm an older woman now
the hours pass slowly and memories rise fast
the spring in my step has given way to an aching soul and a breaking back
now i'm an older woman
i no longer revel in the colors of the fall
or the first winter snow
every season's ending is an ending, thats all
i no longer bask in the sunshine of your memory
a storm cloud rolled in
and left me with nothing but a bitter longing for the end