Cause the sun don't always shine

[mee_eep]

I never ever write poetry the rules for it are a vague sleepy memory of some distant school class.
This verse came to me, it's neither Shakespear nor Slash but I'm sharing it regardless.
Make of it what you will.

Too Late.

Too late my friend.
Too late my foe.

Too late.

Too late sang the Magpie,
as it flew bye.
Too late chant the tracks,
as the train steams by.

Too late, too late.

Too late for meadows green,
as the sky turns grey.
Too late in the rain,
where the tears wont dry.

Too late my friend.
Too late my foe.

Too late.

Too late to say I love you,
as the hearse drives by.
Too late to say I’m sorry,
in an endless cry.

Too late, too late.

Too late to look back,
too late to change.
Too late for body weary,
for minds peace pray.

Too late.

Too late on that last sigh,
with cherubs on high.

Too late.