TOO LATE TO CRY

Along the long roads of time,

I stop, I look, and I clear my mind –

A lot of questions, and I don’t why,

But I guess time just goes on by.

 

I enjoy a glass of wine by candlelight,

It just seems to make the world right –

In the meadow the wind begins to lie,

But I guess time just goes on by!

 

The nights always brings a quiet hush,

And this old world is not in a rush –

After a bottle of wine I’m pretty high,

But I guess time just goes on by!

 

I think of life and where I’ve been,

And I wonder how it will all end –

Then I hang my head and want to cry,

But I guess time just goes on by!

 

We are all given the same time in a day,

And it’s up to us how we choose to play –

There’ll always be dark clouds in the sky,

But I guess time just goes on by!

 

Sometimes we win – sometimes we fail,

The water we drink is from our own well –

And this I can assure you, we all will die,

Then reality! “It will be too late to cry!”

 

Epaphroditus© April 17, 2024