The Change
As I leaned into the horizon, nothing came into view
So I held onto anything that brought memories of you
But now in the emptiness I’ve seen it far too late
No matter what I do I’ve been lost by a twist of fate
As I looked in the doorway, I prayed in vain for more
Too young to have realized how little was left in-store
For me, I’m the fool of love of something that lived to pass
So slowly I repeated the words I knew could not last
As I looked around me, I saw no one standing near
Time had swept me clean, and left me feeling fear
Now far in the distance with their backs still facing me
I’ve seen it far too late- the change is waiting to be free
November 2, 1976 by MGert© from “A Slip of the Pen” There was a time in my teenage life where I was feeling pretty left-behind. We all go through that sometimes I think, and must of been in that mood here. Ahh the angst of it all.
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