Melted snow flakes
Broken wine glass
Dried up flower
Baby it’s over
Fall leaves turning
The candle burning
My hair graying
Our love is dying
Something tells me
I can never go back
To a love we once had
Yesterday was history
Honey it has ended
See you in a dream
Just like a memory
Soon be forgotten
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Sad but lovely Kay; heartfelt. Take care. Later...Joshua.