and the years between are filled with sorrow,
pain and joy.
Happiness is a virus we all contract sometime,
and like a virus it will leave without any
reason or rhyme.
Love is merry misery you find out all too soon,
and as for joy and happiness, Well; that turns
to misfortune.
The dying words of good Queen Bess when she
was past her prime. "All my possessions for one
more moment of time".
Life is full of heartache torment suffering and pain,
heartbreak angst and worry, despair,
foreboding and shame.
And as we approach our final sigh we know that life
is tough. And yet we still whisper,
Life's not long enough.
