I just want to go away
that's the difference
tween youth and age
they live in the now, today
always ready to laugh and play
I am ever rushing
on to my next thing
they see the grass and run
they see the trees to climb
I only see hours and minutes
slipping by
I wish I could
forget my list to do
and just be there and
watch them live
but I can't help but hear
time 's winged chariot by my ear
and I say its time to go
they groan but they come
and we go
they have left that place of play
now they sing and dance at home
but me I'm here
still back there
why can't I just let go?
when I could be
the woes
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