Remember
Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2017 6:53 pm
I remember thine days of youth and glory….
I remember thine days of beaten chest and wizen story….
How I remember youth was stolen with time….
And when I danced I dance with pride and glory….
And then I stomp the ground with pride and glory…
Now the year steal my life with lost pride and joy….
Memories of fun and goals taken whispers ripped away…
And all that I pound is but a cane upon the ground….
And a soul with a lifeless bode waiting for that life which
Is waiting somewhere in a place where angels laugh….
And memories are but a gentle tear….
I remember thine days of beaten chest and wizen story….
How I remember youth was stolen with time….
And when I danced I dance with pride and glory….
And then I stomp the ground with pride and glory…
Now the year steal my life with lost pride and joy….
Memories of fun and goals taken whispers ripped away…
And all that I pound is but a cane upon the ground….
And a soul with a lifeless bode waiting for that life which
Is waiting somewhere in a place where angels laugh….
And memories are but a gentle tear….