From now on

by Iola   May 1, 2006


Sad months behind you;
But a life of love ahead.
Tired of not being true;
Enough of this butter and bread.

Acing memories surround you;
But prosperous times from now on!
No more feelings of being blue;
Your lonely nights are gone…

Anxiety clouds over your spring;
But fear is only a lie;
Stand up and start to sing!
Wave your old life goodbye…

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