Forty Lost

Time moves on, and soon will tell, when asked for whom they ring the bell… Forty lived …and forty lost, you left before twilight. When it’s half as much, at twice the cost, you’ll bask in perfect light… We live in castles …made of sand, we come as a stranger, but leave as a friend… Remember now, your last first kiss, those times will be profoundly missed… Your smile indeed could cast a spell. You learned to play a bad hand well… With all our hopes and dreams in tow, we are old too quick, and wise too slow. Life’s an elaborate complex dance... Would you live again, if you had the chance? Copyright © 2013