Upon me the years have slowly crept.
I long for the times when less I wept.
Oh for those days of my children young.
To all those memories I've forever clung.

Many years passed by,no warning I saw.
Summer had changed into a Winter raw.
People had moved on but I stood still.
I'm now trapped alone in this Winter chill

So I stumble along into a future unsure.
I threw happiness away, once at my door.
But I chased a dream that could never be.
Now only the past means anything to me.