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The old stone wall has crumbled now..... |
Joint winner with "Invalid Item" of Dr M C Gupta
Remembering The old stone wall has crumbled now, The pathway's overgrown, The loveseat where we pledged our vow Now stands there all forlorn. The children's swing has turned to rust. It once was painted red. The garden now is naught but dust The blossoms are all dead. But still I hear the joyful sound Echoing o’er the years, Of happy children running round. Such laughter, fun and tears. The time goes by, the children grow, They quickly fly the nest. You miss them, but they have to go. Their wings they have to test. They will return time and again. And joy will fill your heart. Just like the sunshine dries up rain, The teardrops will depart. Those budding years of happiness Are all too quickly past. My greatest fear, I must confess, ‘My memories won’t last’. Now, in the autumn of my days I sit and bide a while. Back o’er the past I fondly gaze, Remember, and I smile. Rhythm 8-6-8-6 Rhyme a,b,a,b (C) Sue Carroll Sept. 2008 |