Flowers of Youth
Flowers of youth
Here I am,
middle age woman,
looking back at young woman,
silly child,
all that she wanted,
to love and be loved,
what she got
is pain and broken heart.
Oh how I wish to talk to her seances,
and let her know
there is no such a things like,
ever lasting love,
to let her know
that her dreams are just a dreams,
long gone,
flowers of her youth ,
dust
shadow on the bright sunny sky,
Looking back,
at that silly child,
what else I can do,
feel sorry for lost time,
sadness,
pain
not to be able,
to talk to her seances
about ever lasting love
dreams and hopes,
every young woman care for.
Looking back,
Oh how I wish,
to talk to her
but,
I can't
Ivy
Copyright © Ivy Vresk | Year Posted 2012
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