Life's Strange....
I'll sing no more of roses
Not broken hearts.........
Nor romance.
My love is in a void, for.....
Winters,..... on it's way.
Colours ,......gone
While laughters,voice.... is stilled.
And my life, now turned, to grey.
No further sound.
Save the falling of the leaves!
Love,.... has crushed my spirit.
For chance, never rolled......
My
Way.
Giajl © Jim Love