"Eyes Closed" Eyes closed, listening to the rain. Softly tapping on my window pane. Dreaming of the days long gone. In my mind, a tune of yesterdays song. Yearning for the youth that has past me by. Not wanting to grow old and die. Glance at the mirror across the room. See through the make up that the wrinkles consume. Time has a way of stealing our youth. Wakes us up, makes us see the trueth. Recall all the memories we have left behind. That is if, the memories we can still find. Never realized in my youthfulness. That I would one day lose all its bliss. That one day I'd turn around and look back. At the days of my youth that I now lack. Eyes closed listening to the rain. Softly tapping on my window pane. Days turn to night, night turns to dawn. Just another day that has come and gone. By: San-d/Sandy Copyright@2001 San-d/Sandy