Blue Eyes With a Broken Heart

As I age I wonder if I will always be alone I have become somewhat of a hermit My heart has been broken so many times Many have died and love I have lost Though my life I have had much love But slowly one by one disappeared Alone other then the family I helped to create Who now have families of their own I sit and can only remember more happy days For the time today goes by very slow While the years move faster and faster Thinking about yesterday when I was not alone Sad I am not just wondering where time has gone Waking up alone and going to sleep alone I have had to get use to Someday my bed will be in a box six feet underground We all die alone