Five Years Gone

Five years have passed, we’re a little older This spring gets warmer every day It’s in the eye of the beholder The summer starts with rains of May You took advantage of this year You’ve got no more of age to gain No more of struggling with fear No more of worries and the pain Now all these things are left for me Compounded with the young green leaves Your garden’s peaceful harmony I have to live up to all this Our google albums help a lot Your marigolds are kept in bloom Your roses and forget-me-nots They blossom brightly in my room.