Yet To Be

From a deluge to a trickle, from a roaring to a sigh, time passes, irretrievable, where did the hours fly? I thought of kites and butterflies, of seasons never ending, of wishes, dreams and fantasies, forever was I spending. But now I treasure memories, the pendulum has shifted, I think of pleasures here and now, with you I have been gifted. Butterflies will e'er delight me, kites will set my soul to flight, but you have set my heart to beating, you are now my true delight!