What happened to yesterday
And standards of self respect,
Taking time to have romance
And a tray with real teacups
While inhaling the scent of roses
In the gardens of our lives.
It used to be we forged pathways
In new and different arenas
Bouncing ideas off our friends
But never resorting to wangling
Or hurting those we loved
Just trying to balancing the life
That we have made or been handed
Trying to advance our fate
And be the person we can be.

Laura R
5-11-03