The Sun And The Moon
If I had the time in this life of mine,
I would change many things gone past.
But as past is fixed,
And memories mixed,
I can only reflect and pine.
So what should I do,
Now my life is half through,
Should I live for only regret.
No! I will look to the sky, for my friend,
Between the Sun and the Moon.
My friend has a way, of making me say,
What is rolling around in my mind.
I am often confused,
But I end up amused,
After my friend has brightened my day.
She lives yesterday,
As I live today,
And that is my only regret,
That she cannot be,
My friend next to me…today.
