It comes a time........

it comes a time when what was ceases to be
the dreams die, the we becomes me

Sunflowers in the field are no longer yellow
Moods that were jovial are no longer mellow

The environment once filled with tranquility and peace
A fortress for the weary soul it no longer is

What was a delight to task
Becomes an inconvenience and hard to ask

Humor used to draw a smile
is tucked a way in a safe in a file

but the time when what was doesn't have to cease
appreciation is shown to please

a new lease of life can be lived
the difference, likes and dislikes inter weaved

When you think you know someone and a different side is shown
just means there's more to learn and add to what's known