Just Sitting
Just Sitting Don't Care Much about the Time
Life Is Changing as Memories Disappear from
My Mind
Looking at the Sky of the Perfect Blue
As Clouds Begin to Cover as If to Shield My
Memories of You
Laughing at Our Once Silly Funny Games
But I Feel Somehow My Memory Is Not the Same
Magnificent Butterflies Silently Pass Me by
As the Sun Brings a Tear as it Catches My Eye
Not Understanding but I Feel I Am Losing Control
As My Mind Becomes Weak as My Body Grows Old
Children Laughing Oh That Was a Beautiful Sound
But Now in My Mind That Memory Is Not to Be Found
The Mind Changes and Things Become Lost or Misplaced
But the Saddest Thing to Lose Is the Beautiful Smile upon Your
Face
Not Caring Where I Sit or Where I Should Be
As I Pray That Your Memories Will Never Fade of me
Copyright © Rose Allard | Year Posted 2016
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