In the beach cottage she sits
That gray haired senior
She looks at the playing of the flames
And thoughts hurry away
The children have left her for the world
Left her alone in the eveningtide of life
Still spends her evening in thoughts
alongside memories
Her only faithful friend
is a flower by her window
She cherishes it, caressing
And shelters from the storms of the land
* Brings her solace, recalls a time
That vanished behind years and swells
Until the stars disappear from the sky
She slumbers into the morning
The children have left her for the world
Left her alone in the eveningtide of life
Still spends her evening in thoughts
alongside memories