There are those days I can’t explain
Why sunshine makes me feel like rain
Or why a rainbow in the sky
Compels one to begin to cry
There’s so much good I’d like to share
If only there were some to care.
But I’m afraid those folks I knew
Have disappeared, all but a few
And fate has stolen every friend
Too long before their life should end
It seems there’s great conspiracy
To hasten world propriety.
We’re relics of another time
Another place, another clime
There’s no space left for us to fit
We’ll have to make the best of it
While stating this we must resign
It’s over now we’ve no more time !
Claire V. Bogdanos 