My Everything
My Everything
You were my everything
my friend and lover
in summer, winter, spring.
What’s been done cannot be recovered
as time passes and eases in
we slip away, one from the other.
You go your way and I go mine
once found love
is often lost in time.
The mind forgets, blocked by living
and gains late in its wisdom
seeing and facing our misgivings.
There are no redos only reruns
of all that happened or occurred
and in looking back we see the scores.
Ten for you, a five for me
nothing set us totally free.
You were my everything
and I let you go
too late to take back that “no”.
Sliding with the times, no stopping any more
change is quickly coming
I can here drummers drumming.
Spring turns to winter
youth fading in the climb
as memory clouds with time.
A final, one last blessing
song for the lonely lost heart
with nothing left to impart.
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2017
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