Lessons

When you’ve waited all day for the night to arrive
And only at midnight you’ll let yourself cry
You never even got around to goodbye
These lessons get harder to learn each time

I would never give him such a hill to climb
I would never treat him unkind
They all want someone younger and more in their prime
Sadly for me I’m only left with more rhyme

© Delia Ross. 2019

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