The bad hair days
The dark moments,all tough breaks
A whole carton of bitter prescription
All giving the blues
They too shall pass

The sleepless nights
Pondering over the road taken
And the one not taken
All a crying shame
Them too shall pass

The Bright days
The ones without a hitch
The "tickled pink" days
Often once in a blue moon
They too shall pass


Time does not brake
It heals all wounds
And it too brings the wounds
Use it for your advantage




© All Rights Reserved