LIFE’S WALTZ

I strain to hear the music,

My heart seeks’ a second glance,

But the waltz has ceased playing,

And my feet no longer dance.

The thief of time came calling,

Stood steadfast outside my door.

I tried to ignore it there,

For I knew what was in store.

Soon it took my youthful steps

And removed my will to dream.

Worst of all, within my eyes,

Now seen absent, is its’ gleam.

I strain to hear the music,

My heart seeks a second glance,

But the waltz has ceased playing

And my feet no longer dance.