After Many Years

They say gone are the flowers
Along with the romance.
As for talk it doesn't exist. Oops! There goes 
Another hour.
They lost loves magic power.
Did they really forget how to dance?
They say gone are the flowers.
Their life is so sour
Neither one will take a one word chance?
As for talk it doesn't exist. Oops! There goes
Another hour.
In their relationship he's always been the one 
Who is dour
And had dominance.
They say gone are the flowers
From the bowers
He shows his annoyance.
As for talk it doesn't exist. Oops! There goes 
Another hour.
They act like they are prisoners in a tower.
That need deliverance.
They say gone are the flowers
As for talk it doesn't exist. Oops! There goes 
Another hour.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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