Visions to behold # 3
When I am oldWhen I am old and grey one day
they'll ask me why I lived this way;
Why all my life was spent alone,
no other let into my home.
They'll ask why, for so many years,
I let no other get so near;
Why no companion held me close,
and why a lonely path I chose.
They'll want to know so many things
about the life to which I cling
like why I never sought the balm
of womanhood held in my arms:
they'll question what it was that made
me far from all temptations stray.
For they don't see I found in you
the only heart I would pursue,
and all the others can't compare
when held against a one so fair.
For, through the years, I shall stay true
to all that holds me so ensnared,
And, when I'm old and grey, my friend,
I'll think of you until the end.
I must have done some awful wrongI must have done some awful wrong,:thumb296607406: :thumb336234722: :thumb334820941: :thumb334054981: :thumb335684431: :thumb336345731:
such as can't be voiced in song,
to be cast out in favour of
another life, that knows no love.
I must have done some awful thing,
the like of which the Devil sings,
to be abandoned in this way
and left to wrack & disarray.
I must be made of deepest sin,
the very worst that ever was,
for pious men cannot begin
to fathom my desertion's cause.
I must have done some awful deed
for her to turn so far from me.
Stamp so kindly made for me by Aeternum-Art aka Consuelo Parra. Thank you dear Consuelo!