Love Is
By Ld Marduk
Love is something for the young, To search for and pursue, But in the twilight of my days, It is…I must make due— With the memories… of what was, For I have no time…to do, As the young…have always done, For the plain and simple truth— Is that love…is for the young, To search for and pursue, For in the twilight of my years, It is…I must make due— With the memories…of what was, Of how I felt for you, For the days are gone forever, When my feelings mattered to— Anyone, not least…is you, Those days…have passed me by, Thus in the twilight of my years, All I can do…is try— To remember that, Love’s for the young, To search for…and pursue, Something that’s…a memory, That I still have…of you. Written January 18th, 2000 © on Aug 29 2001 10:09 PM PST 0 • 1
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