I walked on the other side of life,
and lived on the wrong side of my dreams,
I danced to a song I didn’t write,
when the music played
but the chords were lean.
I sat under the shady side of a tree,
and strained to bring a flower into view,
The sun fell down, but only all around me
and the air was cool with nothing new.
I loved on the far side of my heart
and tried to water love to make it grow,
Even though I knew I’d have to part
before the other side of life I’d know.
© DiAnne Ebejer