I drew a picture of you in mind
One that doesn’t age, grow or change
I painted you with the colours of the past
Bright, bold colours of a distant youth
The picture gave me comfort varying times
For nothing is constant but fortunes unpredictability
Weathering hard times, is so much easier
With the option of retreat into the magnificent past
But times have changed, and so have I
My skin is much thicker than it use to be
In my heart I know, your picture is just a ghost of time gone by
And so I bid you farewell and go on with my life
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© Sherine Meshad, 5 Oct 2005
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