As the Years Fall Away

As the years fall away with autumnal ease Projecting the memories far into the days Tinged with a sadness that harnessed the breeze, Blown through the canyons of spirits to raise. And the eyes cloud and yearn with a faraway sheen For she who was gentle, beatific and kind, A feeling of longing for all that has been And continues to be in the birthday girl mind. Somewhere lies a place where the sun never sets, It beckons and calls through the bars of a cage, Where the past is a mistress paroled of regrets And we remain children, whatever our age.