Living the hardest part
It is the way things play
With time they old and grey
Witnessing the many shades
Perfection fades more and more
The promises we make
So difficult to keep
We all end up the same
Expired and then we go
A switch turned off
Plug pulled away
The gentle greatful few
Face a world in new view
And the hardest part
Is to watch It happen to you
I will never have lost so much
But for mom. And for you.
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 1:52 PM UTC
Living the hardest part
It is the way things play
With time they old and grey
Witnessing the many shades
Perfection fades more and more
The promises we make
So difficult to keep
We all end up the same
Expired and then we go
A switch turned off
Plug pulled away
The gentle greatful few
Face a world in new view
And the hardest part
Is to watch It happen to you
I will never have lost so much
But for mom. And for you.
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