As of now, I am moving on.
Through and out, this hard time.
The clouds will clear, and the storm will pass.
Things are looking up, as I raise the mast.
Sailing on, and moving out.
From these dark days, I muster all my clout.
I am ready, to start again.
Just to see, where life begins.
Tough it is, and tough it will be.
Life moves on, and this I see.
So move on I will to start all over.
Just to see, the fields of clover.
I am still hurt, from my loss.
Nothing can change, what was lost.
My child’s life, Is now in better hands.
Strength is coming, for me to move on.
I still want to hear, Loves first gong.
Lonely I am, in a cold bed.
Waiting I am, to fill the bed.
I want to get to know, my next love.
Before I move on, to have a warm bed.