by Matthew Routledge

Created on: May 15, 2008

Memories of a time long gone

So my friends,
We're here at last
The winds of time, change, does send
And here we are, thinking of the past

When i was young,
And tall and strong
When the favorite songs i sang
But the words were never wrong

Now i am old
Short, bald and weak
A tune, i can no longer hold
And the write words, i desperately, seek

You were smart,
And mind to quick
Yet, so kind of heart
Never missing a trick

You grew old, like I
Your kind heart, just gave in
All i could say was "Oh! Why?"
Never once, a single sin

Here we are, you and I
Old, yet still going
Fools like us will never die
The boat man, left, two pennies owing

But its not like that,
Because i stare, knowing it's wrong
Staring at your name, on an old bench sat
Because, though i have memories, you are gone

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