There was a girl quite beautiful who drowned herself drinking they say without blinking like an infant suffocating while sleeping without care out where a lifebuoy floats like a soggy rose marking the spot they last heard her singing while sinking.
When I look into the mirror And stare at my own reflection I see a stranger sneering at me I see the patch of dark around my eyes I see my hair going grey I see the blotchy skin and wrinkles on my face It all makes me think How rapid is the flight of youth
Once I was a bubbly girl Full of charm with dreamy eyes The golden vistas cheered my heart In my dreams I scaled to touch the skies Love vibrated every nerve But now a sad change has come over It all makes me think How rapid is the flight of time
Once I thought how bright and sweet was life Agile were my movements, could walk miles Fatigue I never knew, supple limbs never ached Life was a roller coaster ride Today when I look at the young With wind in their skirts and sunbeams in their eyes I see the stark change that years have brought And wonder how rapid the onset of old age is
Though my beauty has burnt away And my bones have a brittle grate Still I would like to hold on stubbornly Looking at each day for what next day brings As I still have a hopeful heart And wish to embrace life as it comes To make it a sweet labor of love So I ‘rage, rage against the dying of light’!
I picked a flower in May just to watch her blossom all for myself Beautiful and brilliant I sat her in a glass on a shelf I added water so she wouldn't go dry Magnificence such as hers I couldn't let die I watched as she grew Time flew and flew Her petals orange and blue like a vanilla sky As she prospered and danced I noticed a change Something very strange that caught my eye Her stems became vines intertwined simultaneously with my poetry and life In place of green, She overflowed out of the glass in white sheets of paper And it was there she made her illustration so divine A perfect drawing of a heart That turned out to be mine