my two cents

All I can do anymore,
Is to put my two cents in and leave my good friend.
For life has led us down different paths
And I don’t expect things to be the same as they once were.
When our lives were less careful,
And our pockets much slimmer,
We dreamt and spoke of how things would once be.
Our kids this together,
And our families that together,
Never considering what curves the roads may bring.
Your pretty picture sustained with accuracy
While my abstract colors blurred, trying to regain focus.
All I can do anymore,
Is to put my two cents in and leave my good friend.

July 29, 2005
AH