Dorothy SaundersLong Beach, California, USA |
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My FriendDon't walk away from meWe've shared our lives For years together We've shared our pain Our grief, our misery Don't walk away from me We've shared our good times And our bad I've been there for you And you for me Come back my friend To me | Weep For MeWeep for me, my love,I must go on. For you are gone, For you there is no tomorrow. I've cried my tears, And must go on, For me, my love, There is tomorrow, It's hard to face, So much alone am I, For time goes slowly by, I've cried my tears For he is gone, For him, There was no tomorrow, I must go on, For me There is tomorrow, What must I face I tell myself, For I must go on, For me there is tomorrow... Goodbye, my love. | 70I'm old you seeThat's what they tell me I don't cook anymore They say I've forgotten how? I don't clean or do dishes anymore They say I can't see. And yet I paint, I draw, I sew, and work, and write poetry And I can't see I'm 70. But now you see I have time to do the things, like paint and write, and draw So it's really Nice to be, 70. |