There was an old saying a long time ago <br />When your life was at a place <br />That was absolutely perfect <br />No unhappiness could you trace <br /> <br />Perhaps you had fallen madly in love <br />For the very first time <br />Your search was now over <br />No one else would you find <br /> <br />But you were on a pink cloud <br />Be cautious you were told <br />This was uncertain happiness <br />The kind you never will hold <br /> <br />And then, guess what happened <br />My poor unsuspecting friend <br />It was like a swift river <br />That flowed ‘round the bend <br /> <br />Your pink cloud grew very thin <br />Your ears were ringing so loud <br />And like a bubble that burst <br />You fell off your pink cloud!<br /><br />Marilyn Lott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-pink-cloud/
