Itís Over

 

Donít cry because itís over,

Instead be glad it happenedÖ

Think of it as a gift that came,

Done up in fancy wrapping.

 

 Love can never be explained,

Comes without guarantee,

Itís flame can burn so brightly,

Or die down quietly.

 

 If the flame has been snuffed out

With nothing left behind,

Thatís when you need the memories,

Of good things in your mind.

 

And even though itís over,

Donít bog down in remorseÖ

Reach instead for brand new dreams,

And chart another course.

 

©  2004   Loree (Mason) OíNeil

 

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