Youth in wane
Picking up the petals that still remain
From a long Time Ago
You and me
We’re once so free
Spring time flowered so Vividly
a long time ago
wind and rain
scattering the petals a cross the land
a long time ago.
The Landscapes never stay the Same
But were binding up the pedals that still remain
hands embraced in a daisy chain
From a life time ago.