IN ANOTHER TIME

IN ANOTHER TIME

Raindrops fall ever so gently,
Creatng puddles on the ground,
Soaking into the green grass
As if they are homeward bound.

The skies clear to a brilliant blue
And the sunbeams shimmer in the air,
A little bit of Heaven here on Earth;
A moment that is free from care.

In another time, and in another place,
Memories play once more in my mind;
I see the bright yellow of daffodils
And a lovely purple crocus find.

There was a time when Spring was new,
With its colors fresh and bold;
Once the world held so much promise,
Ah, but now I've gotten old.

I may not feel the raindrops
As they drift down from up above;
I may not see the sunbeams
But I'll always feel your love.


Countrymom
7/11/03

© Copyright 2003 Countrymom- Spirit of '76 (UN: countrymom at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Countrymom- Spirit of '76 has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.