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Homage To a Life
MY skies are turning grey, there's silence in the air.. The clouds are weighing heavy, especially in my eyes... My days are passing quickly by, the years have almost gone.. Where are those sunny, summer days that were going to last forever.. When hope was Spring of things to come and ambition drove my youthful life.. But now the Winter fills the air and chills me to the bone.. The evening light is fading and the road ahead is closed.. There's nothing left of aspiration it's laying scattered at my feet.. With forlorn hope and a future full of scorn.. You see I'm getting old and getting in the way.. I'll be tomorrow's shadow sitting in the dark, or lonely in the park.. Just like the ugly duckling but going in reverse.. From being strong and healthy, to weak and hard of hearing.. My tree of life is failing, the leaves so brown and withered.. They fall and dance upon my Autumnal grave.. I'm wrinkled to my sagging skin and chaffed beyond belief... My trunk is riddled with disease, the drugs will dull the pain.. These once strong arms are snapping in a gentle breeze.... My time is nearly over, my legs are oh so thin, I'm sinking to my knees.. The Winter wraps it's frozen shroud around my weakened body.. But just before I go to sleep, I smile and think of you... Oh my love, my precious gift, my very special moment... Perfection of the beautiful kind, the angel of my dreams... A love so true and tender, that kept me warm on the coldest days... And now sends my contented soul to heaven......
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