Nothing New Under the Sun...

The more things change,
the more they stay the same
You can't change your nature,
and there's no one to blame but yourself
for chances lost pondering the cost,
for hopes and dreams
that strayed from the path
and in doing so became lost,
leaving you adrift without a paddle,
a thoroghbred without a saddle;
leaving you to skeedaddle home,
licking your wounds and hiding your bruises
and in the end who loses
when you don't dream?
Your world becomes black and white,
with just grey in between,
and the joy that you felt when you were sixteen
has faded like a schoolgirl's giggle
but the memory of her wiggle remains,
leaving only ache and longing...
                04-08-10