Vanilla
I remember younger days
when the bright sun's golden rays
melted those old blues away
Bright and green when life was spring
hitching on the robin's wing
so much to do so much to know
and now life drifts within the snow
where did the joy of youth go
will innocence be in that rainbow's pot of gold
Those summer years when I was strong
life was easy with love and song
the taste of wine upon her lips
the smell of jasmine in her hair
How do I get back there
those summer years
honey lush and dawns silver tips
my lost summer years without regret
What of Autumn when things began well
triumphs and victories and overkill
my head of hair thinned and soften with gray
but a chill disturbs and life's green fades
time feels lost and slipping away
the reality of death beckons and stays
so much to do so much to know
please stop shaking me within my snow globe
And now you found me my winter's life
slower and older trudging within it's strife
trying to make do or do without
living by stretching every penny out
to proud to beg to old to care
slushing in circles bound nowhere
a glimpse of what use to be
the mirror reflects what became of me
a body in pain with illness galore
bills and medication I cannot afford
but still I keep my head up high
better to live to easy to die
cold and blue the winter years
happiness becomes thoughts of yesteryears
those days of flavor wild and fun
vanilla are what they now become
but was I always vanilla
I was always vanilla
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