Time will Break Hearts

by LUCY
(Portishead, Somerset, England)

When we grow old,
and somehow become bold.
We grow weaker,
and some of us become bleaker...

We walk the walk,
we talk the talk.
We wish the wish,
we squish the squish...

But not all have made it to today,
they left about May.
They left life behind,
with a bad mind...

As our time grows short,
our hearts are torn from loved ones.
If you listen closely,
you can just about here another heart break,
that’s why time will break hearts...