Those Days of Wine and Roses

By Phillip Hennessy 

 

Those days of Wine, and Roses
Gone Forever, Lost, in time
one door opens, one door closes
Rooms to Rent, within your Mind.

I hope you will know when your time, it is right,
for then, you are shown, how your Love shines so bright
such Treasures untold, when Answers we seek
Refreshing our Soul, when the Self, seems so weak

You locked yourself into a cupboard of Shame,
and when that door opened, you Closed it, again
the key to your Heart got dropped on the floor
you kicked it so hard, it won't work, any more.

So Now, seems the time, the Reckoning, due
All will be fine, if You remain True
the Shame was not Yours, it was not yours to Own
so open those doors, prepare to be Shown

At the end of the Day, when we think we're all done,
there's nothing to say, there's nowhere to run
You have to face up, and swallow the pain
keep learning that Lesson, again, and Again

No rest for the wicked, so lessons abound
though Best that you listen, the first time around
for you will be told, and then shown the way
out from the Cold, and into the Day

Those days of Wine, and Roses
Gone Forever, Lost, in time
one door opens, one door closes
Rooms to Rent, within your Mind.

©May 2020 Phillip Hennessy
 "Inspired by Kaylah, a friend."

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