maturing and falling to the ground.
I'm walking on a petal-covered path of spent dreams.
Some of the blooms came to fruition,
Others simply faded away over time.
I'm walking on a petal-covered path of spent dreams.
The idea was full of blooming hope,
Now just a memory of what was or could be.
I'm walking on a petal-covered path of spent dreams.
Though the petals are faded and spent,
They make my life beautiful.Tweet
