Looking back
I now see
Our problems were
Caused by me
My love for you faded
Like a setting sun
Maybe too quickly
The end had come
I think the reason
Has to do with age
I know as we mature
We turn life’s page
It’s not like our youth
As we hurry along
But as we grow older
We want to belong
We want someone to love
As the years pass us by
But like all things
Sometimes the years just fly
What we have in our hands
Doesn’t always stay
Sometimes love grows wings
Then just flies away
Why does love seem to fail
When it’s love we seek
How what we all want
Seems so hard to keep
© 11-5-10/RJH
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