To Mary-Ann
To Mary-Ann
Gone are days in dreams and change
Like a breeze through November sky,
But times are bound to slip away
When late fall passed us by
Under beams of fading lights
For in chance our lives are fleeting
Like summer long forgot,
And moments are left to hurry on
In sign’s of a sweet good-bye
Behind the softness in your smile
By M.N.
marklnorton@shaw.ca
Copyright © Mark Norton | Year Posted 2010
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