it was before
may.3.2001
The way that they were,
Will never change.
The past can't be touched,
Time can arrange.
The future not here,
Getting there is a chore.
It won't take way,
How it was before.
A smile she brings,
She cried in the past.
I'm glad that it's gone,
And that day did not last.
copyright © 2001 daniel williams