GONE
Gone are the days when we were young
When life and love was new.
Gone are the many happy hours
We spent together, just us two.
Gone are the days; gone are the weeks,
Gone are the months and years,
Now you are gone and I have
To stop these ever flowing tears.
But how to do it I don’t know
I feel I just can’t carry on.
I feel like an arrow without a bow
And Robin Hood without Maid Marion.
Now you’ve gone.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
Gone are the days when we were young
When life and love was new.
Gone are the many happy hours
We spent together, just us two.
Gone are the days; gone are the weeks,
Gone are the months and years,
Now you are gone and I have
To stop these ever flowing tears.
But how to do it I don’t know
I feel I just can’t carry on.
I feel like an arrow without a bow
And Robin Hood without Maid Marion.
Now you’ve gone.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
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