Have you lived in one of these three stages of life

(A reflective voice whispers) In the Dawn of a new feeling of Life, Maybe even at high school Did you embrace one of its golden rules To hold hands with someone you deemed so special Encouraged by first love's, sweet kiss For it to then carry you through, to meet the super cool, Twilight of your Life With the only true one, whose love has never cooled: And if you're still incredibly lucky, brings you such bliss Or did the Shadows of Life appear Smiling like a Nazgûl Like a dark thief at night To take back God's divine gift, and leave you scrambling and grieving Daydreaming of the Dawn and Twilight of your Life Before something cruel, caused you, to separate and drift When everything seemed so perfect and nice Before the deep cut, of The Shadows of Life's Sharp, ceremonial knife (C) Copyright John Duffy