She sat down and waited,
As minutes ticked away,
As bluebirds flew by,
And clouds kept changing,
From one form to another,
And she was young, No longer,
As lines showed here and there,
And her skin was smooth and soft,
No more,
Everything sagged here and there,
Yet her heart waited,
Happy with joy,
Merry with youth,
Full of love lost,
Gone with time,
Rolling fast.