Baby Perla, so sweet, so true

You remind me of someone that I once knew      

A time since past                                                Something not meant to last                               

 

I got caught up in all the fun                              

I didn’t see the signs that said to run                  

 

Rose coloured glasses adorned my face               I was unaware of my fall from grace                  

 

But I recovered well, I found my Zen                    

This is me, that was then  

 

 

You were there at that flower stall                      

To fill my senses after my fall                              

 

That scent reminds me of what I overcame          

To plant my roots and not wallow in shame