About things I used to do with my time.

i seem to have reached a plateau in my life

a mother ,a sister,a daughter, a wife

as the time passes and the days are long

my heart want to sing but doesn’t know the song

what is there left for me to be

where are the places i need to see

my mind is dancing,but my feet don’t move

i can’t seem to get in the groove

my mind is still playing softball

and every sunday, volletball

there’s dancing on a saturday night

there’s sing-songs in the moonlight

there’s lazy days down at the beach

there’s my dreams ,just out of reach

so many things i wanted  to do

places i want to go to

now it seems the time is past

i’ve come to settle down at last.

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