Lost and Found
The great love of my life passed me by
But I’ll still love her till the day that I die
She made a tragic mistake and now knows
Exchanged love for mere bangles and bows
For the heart is a most delicate thing
It can soar like a bird on the wing
Shout to the heavens and sing
Or it can dive to the depths of despair
If not nurtured from birth with great care
How I long for those joys of the past
How I pine that those days did not last
But they are gone like the lost sands of time
Their departure a most terrible crime.
But I must forgive those who forged such great sorrows
For they’re gone and they have no tomorrows
And pardon my love for her part
And nurture her innocent heart
I will not harbor the sorrows and anger of mine
For therein lies a much greater crime
But rejoice in the lost love I’ve found
And treasure our memories with joy
For I am the true love of hers
Now a wise man and no longer a boy
Copyright © Mike Toole | Year Posted 2021
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