Thursday, May 7, 2015

Time For Tea

I'm not who I was, it's a plain as can be
Sadly you don't know that,  as we never have tea

The women you knew who could fix anything
Is broken inside and it's not worth a thing

You see those who believe that all is ok
Don't live with a brain tumour every single day

I'm not as much fun, that I do know
I lead a different life with children in tow

No explanation or understanding is needed
My garden of friends has certainly been weeded

My door is open if you want to meet me
I'm not who I was, but I still like tea