Sixty-seven years of ups and downs
Floating around with the clowns
Trying to hide all the frowns
In pompous evening gowns
Did I make a difference to the world?
That sometimes seem indifferent and cold
Have I been too selfish and bold
Snatching all the attention I can hold
Was I generous in loving
Have I been kind and giving
Now in my twilight years and grieving
Paying for the wrongs of my own making
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