How wonderful life can be
By Freya W
Merry Monday mornings, skipping diamonds in pools
Sprinkle salty remedies, what a beautiful fool
Hands ticking eternally, weighing droopy shoulders
Oh how wonderful life would be, if I was just a little older
Stormy September skies, drizzle dorm windows
Scribbling warning signs, the pedestal grows
Crumbling serenity, droplets fall colder
Oh how wonderful life would be, if I was just a little older
Pale purple pain, reflection rusts
Young princess slain, leaving only dust
Missing childish glee, future left unsung
Oh how wonderful life had been, back when I was young
So trot lightly my darling,
Let the breeze take you where it blows
Don’t spend your days wishing,
You were a lily when you’re a rose
So as I stand here, on this merry Monday morning
Blowing bubbles at the sea
I smile and ponder, how wonderful life can be