It Goes to Show

[couchgrouch]

It Goes to ShowOn the thin pink horizonat the edge of the daythere sunlight bows a momentbefore it melts awayand it greets the eveningwith a soft and scarlet kisscos when it goes, it goes to showlight is but a mistthough she had glowing beautythat glistened in my dreamsshe never showed her spiritwhat beauty really meansfor years her many loversfound her painful to resistbut when it goes, it goes to showbeauty's but a mistmany reasons we give for livingare not really reasons at allthere just excuses we end up givingwhen our plans are too faded to recallyet I'll face ev'ry morningand feel its hope with my eyesmem'ries of women and sunshinewarm a man as he diesstill, there's nothing in existencethat unveils why we existbut when it goes, it goes to showlife is but a mist(c)2004 Robert George